My building at the school is closed at lunch, but I heard someone on the stair landing today. I called down, “Did you see the sign on the door?”

One of my science students was there with a girl. He looked up at me and said, “No.”

“This building is closed at lunch. You shouldn’t be in here.”

They get up. “You’re weird, Mrs. Pedersen.”

“I’m weird?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s okay. I like weird.”

“You’re one of the nicest teachers I know.”

“Ha ha. Bye, now.”

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I just learned about a documentary-style show on TruTV called “The Principal’s Office”. Unfortunately, I do not get this channel. But I really am enjoying the clips on the Web site. The most amusing moments seem to involve student excuses.

I am thus inspired to catalog the student excuses I have personally received, starting with a couple I heard just this week:

“You only gave me one warning.”
“What? ‘Faggot’ is a bundle of sticks.”

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Here’s the last of five student portraits I completed. I think it’s the best one and shows how practice pays off. I’ll be redoing the first one with a new photo of that student – this photo is more flattering. I’ll post it when it’s done.

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We have three cats and a cat door. Sometimes a cat brinsg in live prey so that he can play with it in a more contained environment. I wish this were not the case. Here is what I came home to this afternoon:

The couch by the front door. Dove feathers.

Behind the couch.

The rug in front of the couch. The cat toy ignored in favor of something livelier.

The number one suspect leading me into the dining room.

The dining room floor near the cat door.

The dining room floor far from the cat door.

On the deck outside the cat door. The poor bird lost its most accessible feathers first.

No dead bird anywhere. I have no idea where it ended up. I hope the cat took it back outside and we don’t find it via smell in a week’s time.

Update 5:50pm My husband found the dead dove, partially eaten, in the backyard. He’s decided to stop feeding birds. I’ll spare you the photos.

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On my last post I shared a few student portraits I completed over the winter break. Here’s another one I finished today. I have one more to go, and I missed my self-imposed deadline of this evening (*kicks self*).

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