So, I'm sure we all know about how the world was supposed to end this past Saturday at exactly 6 pm. I actually thought about blogging about this, but decided against it, as it is a touchy subject, as I've seen this week with many of my coworkers.
Having said that, whatever your belief is, one crackpot (who is probably just using the day the doctor's have told him he's going to die) isn't going to dictate when the world ends.
Now, the world is experiencing tornadoes, random rising river water (that I have to cross everyday to get to work), and other natural disasters, but if ever there was a sign of the Apocalypse, this it...8th grade band kids who can't pass a final.
Let me explain what the final was. The front office needed something on paper to say there was a final, so I figured, why not watch the movie Drumline during their final time and they had to put their name and the name of the movie on a piece of paper. Doesn't get much easier than that, does it?
On top of that, I left the DVD case out in plain view, wrote the title on the board, and there is a giant poster on the wall.
Somehow, though, 6 of them failed. Do you realize how pathetic it is to fail a band final?!? Don't even get me started on how easy this was.
Oy! Maybe I should've given them an actual final with music question and some playing tests and whatnot, but geesh!
6 failures?!? 2 of them didn't even turn anything in!
Aren't band kids supposed to be smart? Well, one way or the other, these kids won't be my problem next year. Except for seeing them when I'm helping at the high school, I'll have a new batch of 8th graders.
I'm still dumbfounded by this. Wouldn't you be?!?
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