Venting

Today's a vent day.

This is sort of an ironic post. After just posting the letter I felt God wanted me to write to this year's senior class, I just spend 10 minutes land blasting my homeroom for their coarse language, lack of effort and flat out laziness. I assigned them an end of the year project last Monday. They were to combine snip-its of everything they've learned this year into a children's book. I have set up a reading time with various elementary teachers to have the students actually read their stories to the younger kids at CCS. I thought this would be an easy assignment plus a good way of recapping before finals...

boy was I wrong....

all they have done is gripe, talk about non class topics, listen to I pods and argue with each other...

I tried to promote a comfortable atmosphere because I felt I learned best in that setting when I was in school....

But that has been abused....

I would hate to see half of the class' grades significantly drop (as in, letter grades) in the last two weeks of the semester on a group assignment that they had two weeks worth of class time to finish.... I mean, am I asking too much here?

I think not.

Maybe our future as a people is not as bright as I thought.