I'm a LOT more sad than I thought I'd be...
Oh, I wrote some letters to people. Three, to be exact. One to BB, one to Mrs.L, and one to, yes, Porcupine Head. I left BB's on his desk this afternoon, I gave Mrs.L her's after the assembly this morning, and I gave PH's to him right before we left for the field trip. (I'm pretty sure BB hasn't seen his yet, and I'm not sure if PH has read his yet.)
In case you care, here they are:
I’m not going to lie to you. I’m not going to pretend that you were my favorite teacher, or that math was my favorite class. You weren’t, and it wasn’t. I think you know this. But despite that, I think that I learned some important lessons in your class anyway. Most of them had nothing to do with math, but were important, nonetheless.
I learned that I can dislike someone as a teacher, but still respect them as a person. I learned that sometimes you just have to accept unfair punishment (remember all those detentions I got for things like teching, and not turning my desk around?). And I learned that sometimes, no matter how hard I try, I can’t change the system.
Oh, and I learned that a rare event is an event where the probability of it occurring is in the bottom five percentile.
About the review sheet: I’m sorry. That partly reflected my mood that day (bored, tired, and slightly annoyed), and partly reflected my hate for the curriculum (I’ve loathed the CMP/IMP system since the first week of fifth grade). So I’m sorry if that offended you. I’m not saying I take back what I said, but that I’m sorry if it offended you.
I know I did a lot of questionable things in your class this semester. Do I regret doing any of these things? No. But do I recognize that there were things I could—and probably should—have done differently? Yes. I recognize that.
You’re not a bad teacher, [Mr.B]. You do a lot more work than a few certain lazy teachers that I know, who I got along with much better. You just need to ease up in your grading procedures, and become more familiar with IMP. I’m sure that in ten years, you’ll be a really excellent IMP math teacher.
PS-Don’t throw too many desks next year!"
As the current head techies, it is our humble opinion that [sevie Zats] should be named head techie for next year. We have decided this for several reasons.
- She is perfectly capable of operating all the tech equipment (more so than the other seventh grade techies).
- She has teched more events than any of the other seventh grade techies.
- She posses the qualities needed to be Head Techie, such as enthusiasm and leadership.
While we recognize that it is entirely your decision, we would encourage you to appoint her head techie, for the above reasons.
[Bessyboo] and [Porcupine Head]
’03-’04 Head Techies" He signed that one, too, by the way...
You made me laugh. I had very little to laugh about this year, but you made me forget all of that, and just laugh. So I’d like to thank you for that.
I could go into a sob story about friends and family and grades, but I won’t. Suffice it to say that you would not have wanted to be me this year.
So because of this, I searched for things that made me happy; that I could throw myself into. One of these things was the musical; another was tech crew. (Really the only other things were computers, and the Harry Potter fandom, but even those have been failing me lately.)
I’ve always been a perfectionist, and since I have made these things my life, I wanted them done well. That’s probably the main reason I was such a bitch this year (the other reason being that I’m an obsessive-compulsive with control issues). I’m sorry if that made them less enjoyable for you.
Earlier in the year, in math class, you said, “[Bessyboo], you need some fun in your life. I’ll make your life fun.” (This made [Logic Boy] laugh, to which you rolled your eyes.) I don’t know if you were joking and I don’t know if you meant to, but you did. So thank you.
Bye, purple-eyed creatures.