That one didn't have my name on it, either
Another bullet dodged.
We have the IB people here interrupting the mocks. Our beloved AQMs, both of them, were supposed to be along for the ride, but that woman was unable to make it, thus sparing me from another round of pretending that it’s important to know whether students are learning or enjoying themselves doing it.
I’ve been thinking back to my own school days. I don’t recall teachers worrying about whether we were actually learning anything or whether they were sufficiently entertaining. I know my history teacher one year was dull and I used to struggle to remain awake in his late-afternoon classes, but I didn’t sit there wishing we could draw some pictures or that he’d bounce and caper in an amusing fashion.
As for more practical contemporary matters, we’re in the middle of the mocks with the actual speaking exam not so far away, and the rest of the final exams not so long after that. Now is not the time to be doing edutainment, but it is, rather, to be doing cold, hard practice.
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