I keep track of points for students with hatchmarks on the whiteboard by students’ names. When they misbehave in some disruptive fashion, I’ll delete points, too, by quickly erasing a point from beside a student’s name without further comment.
Today, a student did a surprising thing: he jumped up, did a little dance, then immediately moved to the whiteboard and deducted his own misbehavior point. I stared at him, dumbfounded for a moment. “Why did you do that?” I asked.
He just grinned. “Welll.. that was pointless,” I muttered under my breath.
Oh well. Kids are interesting.
What I’m listening to right now.
Psychedelic Furs, “Heaven.” Yes, I came of age in the 80s. How’d you guess?
Lyrics.
heaven
is the whole of the heart
and heaven don’t tear you apart
yeah heaven
is the whole of the heart
and heaven don’t tear you apart
there’s too many kings
wanna hold you down
and a world at the window
gone underground
there’s a hole in the sky
where the sun don’t shine
and a clock on the wall
and it counts my time
and heaven
is the whole of the heart
and heaven don’t tear you apart
yeah heaven is the whole of the heart
and heaven don’t tear you apart
there’s a song on the air
with a love-you line
and a face in a glass
and it looks like mine
and i’m standing on ice when i say
that i don’t hear planes
and i scream at the fools
wanna jump my train
and heaven is the whole of the heart
and heaven don’t tear you apart
yeah heaven is the whole of the heart
and heaven don’t tear you apart
yeah heaven
ah heaven
yeah heaven
[Daily log: walking, 5 km]
