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Suuuuuuuuuuugh
Jan. 16th, 2022 11:01 amWe're back online for the coming week. I truly am grateful that my school takes covid precautions seriously while the rest of this damn country does not. It's just exhausting that we still have to deal with all of this. I know I'm preaching to the choir about it, so I won't belabor the point, but uggggghhhh.
One benefit is that I should be able to come to my classroom to work, which means I can use my computer and work on planning for the next unit. We don't treat online learning like a normal class. We have about half an hour of talking/lecture/teaching and then the kiddos work on something, at least at the secondary level. I would have quit by now if I was an elementary teacher. I'm also at the point in the current units where students should be independently working on writing projects, so I have long bits of time to plan. If I have to stay in my apartment, I'll clean my apartment, which is also good.
I also got a booster shot. It's the Sinopharm one since that is accepted by the WHO. Alas, for some reason, it is a TWO shot booster. I feel a bit yucky, but nothing too serious. I've been really lucky with shot reactions.
Secret Writing Project drops on January 31, I think, so here is another snippet from that.
Jiang Cheng nodded his thanks and sipped the tea. It was a smoky blend, and a tingling warmth worked through Jiang Cheng, down to his toes, followed by the cool sensation of swimming in a lake on a sweltering summer day. An involuntary sigh escaped his lips, and he turned toward Huaisang, his movements languid. He could hear the song again, the melody fizzing under his skin. He looked at Huaisang, at his glittering hazel eyes and plush lips.
One benefit is that I should be able to come to my classroom to work, which means I can use my computer and work on planning for the next unit. We don't treat online learning like a normal class. We have about half an hour of talking/lecture/teaching and then the kiddos work on something, at least at the secondary level. I would have quit by now if I was an elementary teacher. I'm also at the point in the current units where students should be independently working on writing projects, so I have long bits of time to plan. If I have to stay in my apartment, I'll clean my apartment, which is also good.
I also got a booster shot. It's the Sinopharm one since that is accepted by the WHO. Alas, for some reason, it is a TWO shot booster. I feel a bit yucky, but nothing too serious. I've been really lucky with shot reactions.
Secret Writing Project drops on January 31, I think, so here is another snippet from that.
Jiang Cheng nodded his thanks and sipped the tea. It was a smoky blend, and a tingling warmth worked through Jiang Cheng, down to his toes, followed by the cool sensation of swimming in a lake on a sweltering summer day. An involuntary sigh escaped his lips, and he turned toward Huaisang, his movements languid. He could hear the song again, the melody fizzing under his skin. He looked at Huaisang, at his glittering hazel eyes and plush lips.
