(Writer's warning: I know I promised this would be a NO WHINING blog, but go ahead and whip out the cheeseboard now because I need to have a brief whinefest. Join me if you wish. We'll all feel better for it.)
I can’t juggle. If I could, I would have joined the circus a long time ago.
When I juggle, I drop something. You know what I mean. I try really hard to stay on top of planning, grading and working on my newspaper, yearbook, photography and journalism classes. I try and juggle those, but just when I get one rocking along fine, the other falls, crashes and burns.
Then there's all that professional stuff I should be keeping up with that's buzzing around the EduSphere. Proposed revisions to No Child Left Behind (oh pah-leese, do we have to take all of them?), stuff on test scores (how about a litttle studying?), charter schools (don't even get me started on those), homeschools (nor these either), public schools (I think that alien thing I wrote about takes care of that), private schools (I probably should stop now)…
Then there’s all that paper work stuff… grade stuff, progress report stuff, email stuff, contest entry stuff, contest practice stuff, budget stuff, supply stuff, trip stuff, stuff stuff. So much stuff stuff, it makes me overstuffed.
Then there’s all this blog and book stuff I try and do.
This juggling thing just isn't happening for me, so I suppose that now running away and joining a carnival isn’t an option for me either. Somehow that fact saddens me that at this point in my life becoming a carney isn't even an option for me any more.
How did that happen?
I can jiggle though, but I don’t think there’s much of a future in that.
