This is what happens when I give my “writers” free write time and ask one of them for a topic. I end up with bananas which I’m not even sure I spelled correctly. The struggles of lifelong, low-grade dyslexia. I can hear the—hOLY cRAP one of my never-shows just showed!—tinny music coming from someone’s speakers, but I don’t really care who. Now, three of them are just watching me type instead of writing and that means I might restart the ten minutes. Yes, I am “atting” them.
Apparently, I’m not on topic (thank you DC). I only really like bananas in my slim fast, who (stop correcting me JE—write your own stuff!). I’m totally undoing all the street cred I might once have had. I’ve never had street cred, who am I trying to kid?
They want to turn everything in and I don’t want to read their freewrites. Points are not that important, practicing skills like effective communication are important. So, no, JC, you are not turning this in.
Back to bananas (I don’t care JF if you want to turn this in, I don’t want to read it). Anyway, I totally subvert the Slimfast instructions when I decide to use the powder for a smoothie. Sometimes, often, my smoothies are plain yogurt, frozen fruit, and whole milk. The only difference for bananas is the chocolate powder I substitute for the yogurt. I know you don’t care about my unhealthy, trying to be healthier, eating habits. I carry about 90 extra pounds around on a daily basis which probably falls under TMI and I suck at doing anything to be healthier. I know what I need to do–exercise every day, eat fruits and veg (including bananas), and stop eating ice cream. But sometimes, I’m driving nowhere near Dairy Queen and I just have a powerful need for a chocolate ice cream cone.
It’s probably a good thing I have twelve followers between WordPress, Twitter, Instagram, and Tumblr. This might be the most random thing I’ve posted in years. But in the ongoing effort to improve myself (#bestselfbs), I am trying to get better at writing and posting–although some may validly argue that posting this is doing nothing for me except clear my head and make some of my students’ initials slightly immortal.
Did I mention that bananas are kind of gross unless they are frozen and blended? Or in bread. Ohmygod I have the best recipe for chocolate banana bread–it’s ridiculously good. Like, really good. Oh, chocolate-banana muffins. I don’t know if these kids deserve my baking skills, but I’ve sucked at following through on making cinnamon rolls for the last two groups of seniors I have taught (sorry for my innate and growing laziness).