Two weeks ago, I got reprimanded for reading a novel that was too mature for my students and was forced to quit after chapter 9 of 19 chapters. I was a little miffed because the principal hadn't even read the book; she just overheard a pretty rough section. I'm averse to any censorship; perhaps, I'm a little too out there. But, after the "cell phone" incident, I'm sticking with my instincts.
Today, I scavenged for novel sets in different Language Arts classrooms, and in a sixth grade classroom closet, I hit jackpot: The Hobbit, The Phantom Tollbooth and A Day No Pigs Would Die. So, now I'm going to sketch out time lines. And, for teaching poetry I think I'm going to read one of Shakespeare's histories: either Julius Caesar or one of the Henry IVs.
This is the part of the job I like.
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