Drop Dead

I hate the physics teachers. They always get to do cool lesson plan stuff, which the kids drool over, while I’m stuck teaching MLA.

This week is that egg drop thingy, where students build a device to encase an egg in and drop it from the roof of the school. What kid wouldn’t like the opportunity to hurl eggs at the campus?

The closest we English teachers ever got to something like that is having kids read empowering quotes and kick a soccer ball. And that was in a movie for goodness sakes! And we fall short there too. For example, even that one movie with the Latino math teacher had him splitting apples with a big knife.

Now if you will excuse me, I have a preposition water slide to build.