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...

"Oh woe is the struggle of me, the 20-something college student!" he exclaims from his lounge chair, mocha chai tea resting comfortably at his side. "None hath struggled as much as I have, certainly! O' horsemen of war, conquest, famine, and death, do not pay me mind! Fore I have been victimized by a fate much more cruel! A higher education!' he mourns from the safety of his upper middle class American home.  Yeah I know, first world problems and whatever. But look, If I cant complain on my own blog, then where else am I supposed to do it?  It's that point in the semester where I feel like I'm working 24/7 on assignments, handing in paper after project after paper after project... Then looking at the course calendar and seeing there's still several things to do in each and every class.  It invites a feeling that I can't really describe. It's akin to heartbreak. Disappointment and maybe a little bit of anger?  I liken it to working in retail. A...