'Twas the week before Christmas and all through the school
Not a pupil was silent, no matter what rule.
The children were pretending with books and with reading;
The knowledge that they learned would it soon be fleeting?
The teachers half frantic and almost in tears,
Had just settled down to work with her dears,
When out in the hall there arose such a clatter
up sprang the kids to see what was the matter!
Away to the door they all flew like a flash;
The one who was leading went down with a crash.
Then what to their wondering eyes did appear
But a crazy media para! (To sing to us I fear!)
When the teachers saw this, they tried to close doors.
To no avail as Jan had nailed them to the floors.
She ran to each door (trying to have others join her in song)
And she shouted, and stamped, and she sang hard and long;
"Sing Mark! Sing Michelle, Now Nita and Holly!
Stop Pat! Stop Sandra! You’re off key & not jolly!
Now get to your places get out to the hall
Don’t get away! Or run away! I’ll sing to you all!
As snow that before the wild winds let fly
The pupils, pell mell, started scurrying by.
They ran to the doors and sprinted down the aisle;
Their faces were green and each lost their smile.
First came a siren of police to our call.
Then came the Firemen to save us all.
As Jan was running around, there arose a great shout;
The pupils were screaming “please let us out.”
The state they were in could lead to a riot;
The teacher was sure, if allowed, they would try it.
Barry’s nerves how they jangled! His temples were throbbing!
The rush of his breath sounded almost like sobbing!
The ears on his head were shaking and ringing;
It was plain that he didn't appreciate the singing.
The look in his eye would have tamed a wild steer,
But Jan ignored it; she just always did with no fear.
A tear from his eye and a shake of his head
Soon led those to think that he wished he were dead.
He spoke not a word but went straight to his phone,
Called the sup and let out a terrible moan.
But at last Jan was finished and she ended her song with glee;
Then came the bell and the children & teachers were free.
Her shrill little voice soon faded away
And peace was restored at the end of the day.
As Barry looked at the up and down the completely empty hall,
He smiled as he whispered,
"Merry Christmas to All
Not a pupil was silent, no matter what rule.
The children were pretending with books and with reading;
The knowledge that they learned would it soon be fleeting?
The teachers half frantic and almost in tears,
Had just settled down to work with her dears,
When out in the hall there arose such a clatter
up sprang the kids to see what was the matter!
Away to the door they all flew like a flash;
The one who was leading went down with a crash.
Then what to their wondering eyes did appear
But a crazy media para! (To sing to us I fear!)
When the teachers saw this, they tried to close doors.
To no avail as Jan had nailed them to the floors.
She ran to each door (trying to have others join her in song)
And she shouted, and stamped, and she sang hard and long;
"Sing Mark! Sing Michelle, Now Nita and Holly!
Stop Pat! Stop Sandra! You’re off key & not jolly!
Now get to your places get out to the hall
Don’t get away! Or run away! I’ll sing to you all!
As snow that before the wild winds let fly
The pupils, pell mell, started scurrying by.
They ran to the doors and sprinted down the aisle;
Their faces were green and each lost their smile.
First came a siren of police to our call.
Then came the Firemen to save us all.
As Jan was running around, there arose a great shout;
The pupils were screaming “please let us out.”
The state they were in could lead to a riot;
The teacher was sure, if allowed, they would try it.
Barry’s nerves how they jangled! His temples were throbbing!
The rush of his breath sounded almost like sobbing!
The ears on his head were shaking and ringing;
It was plain that he didn't appreciate the singing.
The look in his eye would have tamed a wild steer,
But Jan ignored it; she just always did with no fear.
A tear from his eye and a shake of his head
Soon led those to think that he wished he were dead.
He spoke not a word but went straight to his phone,
Called the sup and let out a terrible moan.
But at last Jan was finished and she ended her song with glee;
Then came the bell and the children & teachers were free.
Her shrill little voice soon faded away
And peace was restored at the end of the day.
As Barry looked at the up and down the completely empty hall,
He smiled as he whispered,
"Merry Christmas to All
and to all a good break!"
He who laughs, lasts
DB
DB
Grades
Grades are due Monday, January 5th, but you may start submitting 2nd quarter grades anytime today or tomorrow. The 4th-12th grades plan on sending out grades on Wednesday, January 7th.
Summer PLC Institute
An email went out a week ago about this summer's PLC institute in St. Louis in early June. I have had two teachers talk to me about it. Please speak with me sooner than later! :)
January dates to note:
Jan 5 - School resumes; Monday Assembly; Team meetings
Jan 7 - Two hour early out (Building Level PLC); Teacher Quality Meeting (4pm)
Jan 13 - After School Math
Jan 14 - Two hour early out (Building Level PLC)
Jan 15 - Jim Lippold of Skills Iowa here in the morning (schedule to come)
Jan 21 - Two hour early out (Building Level PLC)
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