The Lost Day: May 15, 1997 (*written November 27, 1998)

November 27, 1998  Friday I have a bad memory.  It’s just something I have come to accept.  I can’t remember where I put things most of the time, and heaven help me if it happens to be keys.  It’s almost certain they’ve been swept from the face of the Earth!  So what am I saying…

To Still a Mocking Crowd

November 29, 2012  Thursday Had another Navy dream.  Happily, they are getting rarer and more innocuous.  For years I had primarily two kinds of dreams.  I would either be frantically returning late for leave, or facing the dreary first day of another six month deployment. Increasingly common is the type I had last night: asking…

Beautiful Music Together

May 1, 1997  Thursday You won’t believe what I did today (speaking to no one in particular).  I got up before seven o’clock, and missed out on an extra half hour of glorious sleep.  Anyway, the first thing I did was listen to the mix tape I made last night.  The first song is simply…

Prom Looms Ahead

April 24, 1997  Thursday I was awakened last night by a massive charley horse in my right calf.  I lasted only about a minute, but it was extremely painful.  Even now, it is still sore. In Trig we continued working on our project.  It deals with figuring scores (mean, median, etc) of a test grade…

There’s Some Point To This

April 14, 1997  Monday Now, let me describe today’s goings-on.  We had a test in Trig, but I was sure I was going to fail.  More on this later. Sidney started her journal.  I’m thinking to myself, “Will, you know maybe this wasn’t as great an idea as you first believed.”  I wouldn’t classify Sidney…

Spitballing

April 7, 1997  Monday In one month will be our real last day of actual school (the official last week is Senior Week).  One month.  I don’t know a senior who isn’t ready to graduate.  A goal I have for myself is to take my French teacher Mrs. Spacey the rest of the way around…

Is This Heaven?

March 28, 1997  Friday During the away game last night in Wyoming, Illinois something happened.  It was the top of the fifth inning, and our team was in the field.  Sunfall had come, and the field’s lights were warming, having just come on.  I was along the left field line, about parallel with the Brimfield left…

A Day in the Life of Me 3: Crazed in the Head

November 5, 1996  Tuesday If I have learned anything from today’s culture, it is that an idea isn’t old until it’s been completely beaten to death.  Hence, with that cheery note, the third chapter of my “Day in the Life” series.  Today we find our hero Will confronted with the travails of “B” day at…

Another Day in the Life of Me

November 4, 1996  Monday My second journal entry ever was on November 28, 1994.  It was entitled “A Day in the Life of Me.”  It remains one of my favorite passages.  As the two-year anniversary of that entry draws near, it reminds me how my life has changed.  During today I kept a record of…

The Two O’Clock Show Begins in Five Minutes, Kids!

written August 7, 2011   The final education interview/review before beginning student teaching went well.  Like many of the other candidates I spent several days reviewing educational theories and my own past musings on the subject before last Tuesday, yet the actually interview was much more conversational in nature.  Either that, or simply being ultra-prepared…

Gaining Ownership of My Classroom

written August 11, 2011   I become a teacher on Monday, in four days. After attending an initial district assembly today in the high school auditorium (complete with a motivational YouTube montage) Sarah (Ms. Barber, my cooperating teacher) and I had some time to discuss the approaching semester.  She’s giving me freedom to do pretty much…

“Coda”

written May 11, 2012   You can go home again—for fifty minutes. If this is my last day of subbing this spring,which is my first semester out of student teaching.  My last hour today, then, was a perfect coda to my first full teaching year.  For the beginning of the day I took on the…