Monday, September 26, 2011

Dear grading.

Dear Grading,

I am in the middle of you, and I am not speaking metaphorically.

As a bonus thought, I will be in the middle of you until December. And then it will be Christmas, and there will be Christmas stuff to be in the middle of. And then, January, and by January 20th, say, I will be in the middle of you again. Until May.

Grading, you have a large, all-encompassing morass of a middle.

Sincerely,

htms

7 comments:

radagast said...

Been there, bought the t-shirt: Got morass?

Stephanie said...

Well spoken, htms! Grading is indeed an all-encompassing morass, embedded in a thick, dank fog. Do we really have to wait until December for a gulp of fresh air? *sigh*

Radagast -- where can I get one of those t-shirts?

radagast said...

Stephanie, you should be able to find it at your local Georgia T-shirt Emporium, available in a Combo Pak, along with: Grading: Now with Morass. ($19.99 with teacher discount)

Stephanie said...

Now that I think about it, I remember seeing the Georgia T-Shirt Emporium right next to the "Half Shell," an oyster bar/ hot dog stand (no lie!) just one town over. Road trip! :)

Amelia said...

Dear Grading,
It sounds like you are stalking my mom. Get over it.

A

Emma J said...

And I love Amelia's remark.

Ann said...

Dear htms,

This is the one thing I don't miss about teaching. Thinking of you.

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