It’s that time of year where my students either sink or swim. On average, they swim… with a floatie, of course.
Yesterday, one of my grade 12 students sat down in his chair and gave me the Cheshire Cat grin of the century. He’s discovered how to make English interesting: he compared Abigail Williams to a condom, because she appears to be protective but she’s actually pretty unreliable; his I.S.U. explores prostitution in literature; his journal entry is a story about a couple attempting to conceive a child. The other students were highly intrigued. We may see a trend starting here….
A grade 9 student, who has never voluntarily read a book (and never actually read an entire book for school, either) has read 129 pages of Twilight in three days. Cute, sparkly vampires promote literacy.
Sinking is merely a matter of perspective; Walaikum was moved, almost to tears, when he showed me the ridiculous, pathetic mark of 95% he received on his last essay. Salaam snorted.