Been working on curriculum for a freshman seminar to be implemented for the first time in September. Our goal is to help students understand whys and wherefores of high school and why it all matters. The plans we're following stem from the tumult of last year's freshmen, who took the school like Sandy did Staten Island.
Funny thing is that this time last year I also worked on curriculum designed for students we would soon discover to be distinctly uninterested in remediating math skills, especially not at the end of the day and for reasons they did not want to be reminded. I've tried not to let the crash-and-burn nature of those romantical plans influence the here and now, but it's hard. Fool me twice and all that.
Nonetheless, here we are, cautiously infatuated (also amnesiac?) and prepped with self-discovery, action-planning and interpersonal exercises just three weeks from lift-off. At this juncture, I can only dare guess what this year's young charges will bring in the door.
On top of that, I got my class schedule the other day. Not only am I slated to teach this Great Experiment, but two of my other three classes will be freshmen-filled. It will be all about the newbies till November, which is usually how long it takes for them to begin some semblance of acclimation to high school life. And then there were only 22 days left to summer.
May the odds be ever in my favor.
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