The Clamor

 Last week brought heat advisories, indoor recesses and continued clamorous interruptions in 3rdLand. I care for neither excessive noise nor clamor, so shrewish virago is my current teacher identity.  Embodying shrewish virago is exhausting.  And you don't have to tell me it's poor pedagogy because I already know that.

I attempted to lighten up at afternoon meeting on Thursday and told a hilarious anecdote.  At the conclusion of my tale of comic brilliance, the 3rdLanders erupted into such a clamorous din of screaming and rolling around on the floor that my apple watch signaled excessive decibel levels in my immediate environment.  With prolonged exposure, I could suffer hearing loss.  

Geez Louise.  

I hope we can all settle into the supportive, thriving community we know from movies such as To Sir With Love, Good Morning Miss Dove, Dead Poets Society and School of Rock. I do see a few glimmers of hope.  At the very least they appreciate a well told tale. Also, we'll have cooler weather this week. 

ps:  If you want to check out Mitzker's travel blog, you should.  Her photos of the wildlife in South Africa are incredible.