Mr. B Yells Into The Void™

This is it. My final week of internship. I can't wait to be in the class for a whole week straight!     Fuck, I shouldn't have jinxed it. That's right, this last week was fully online for me. I feel robbed. I did my best with what was handed to me, all things considered. But I didn't really get a fair send off. Seems kind of anticlimactic. To rectify this, I'll be going an extra day next week to have my official last day. A real chance to say goodbye to the kiddos. But for now, I'll talk a little bit about my final week at Southwick via Zoom! This being the final week, I ended up taking over a large chunk of most of the classes. They all went off without a hitch... mostly. Overall however, Mr. Ready and I were able to get around some online difficulties in very creative ways as co-teachers. The week had up’s and down’s. The first period of everyday was math. A warm up, a difficult problem to discuss with the class, and then a lesson or quiz is par for the cours...

B ruh. Being a boring Bissonnette, I've basically brandished any big brain blog posts I could begin before the time being.  I C an't continue to collect concepts to catalogue for my class, countering the contract considered currently. I D on't deny the damage done to my demeanor by the delicate domestic dystopia that divides us daily... Deciding on a discussion post has become a daunting dilemma. Damn! E ach and everyday I escalate my education with exercises in education, ending only when I eventually egress into a state of exasperation. F inally finishing the first assignment unveils fifty fucking fresh ones! My files seem forever full. My G rades are good. I've given a gargantuan go at getting a great GPA, and don't want that to be going, going gone! H aving handled hundreds of hours of credits already, I've had my head emptied heretofore. However, I've hardly been able to handle what's being hustled from me here. I t didn't immediately increase t...