Teachers are bigger versions of their students...

So I had yet another training to go to... And, if you have ever read my blog before, you know how much I hate going to these things. It is a slow painful death. The teach sitting next to me kept saying "I can't believe it's only...(insert time)" and repeated this every 20 minutes for 7 hours. It was like the never ending road trip, "are we there yet?" At one point it got so bad that my assistant principle wrote a haiku about me...

Cupcake love can kill
Caring for the underdog
Adams took the hit

Now I am sure that you are wondering with great anticipation what I was doing... Well wait no more... here is what I was doing with my time....


1. taking random photos of stuff on the table

Post-it notes are on sale at Staples... Look at all the pretty colors...

2. Asking myself meaningful questions like...

Just so you know, there is a lot wrong with this scenario. For example, the hundreds of dollars that my district paid for us to go to a training in which they taught us NOTHING!!!!

3. Trying to pretend that i was paying attention and following along...

Hmmmm...interesting (nod head and do the thinker pose)

4. My favorite part of the day, evaluation time. I put a lot of effort into this...