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So here I am on my second-last day of my IPT. Sitting next to me is a box of animal crackers that have been made into vaguely Grinch-spahed designs (a stocking, a wreath and a house) with holes in the top and a bag of "Finger Paint Decoration Frosting" in the box so that they can be billed as "Decorate-it-yourself Edible Ornaments." There are two more boxes in the cage upstairs. At least I know that they were a gift.

Also upstairs is my final evaluation, which says that I pass and which I have signed. Not that there was ever a concern that I wouldn't pass, but now it's official. Or, it will be once my mentor teacher and facilitator sign it and it gets put through the University beurocracy so that I can be officially assigned a mark of "Credit." Today was my deadline for handing in the script analysis assignment for any mark whatsoever (which was due a week ago, and which my mentor teacher is still making them do for a mark of ) if they haven't done it yet), and today were the last performances of the Reader's Theatre/Radio Plays scenes. So now all I have to do is a bit of marking, some tallying and some recording while I host detention this afternoon. Tomorrow, we play games. You can waste a remarkable amount of time playing Space Jump. I really wish that I didn't have to host detention this afternoon, but there are a dozen or so kids who still haven't handed in their assignments (!) and a few kids who were being ridiculously disruptive during performances today. The former just need to be supervised while they worth, and the latter will just be lectured for five minutes or so, though, so it won't be that troublesome, but it means I have to stay here until at least 4:30, which I've been trying to cut down on.

The School Co-ordinator (and VP) organized a little catered lunch for the three student teachers and their four mentor teachers today. Yay, free food! ^_^ We talked about Inclusive Education for part of it, and it turned out that, if I am as horrible a person as my prof would probably have considered me, then at least I wasn't the only one in that room. ;-) My mentor teacher says he's buying me lunch tomorrow, too, which is nice. There was supposed to be a pizza party for the cast of The Grinch tomorrow, which I would then partake in, but that had to be rescheduled because the student "Fear Factor" eating competition is in here every lunch hour this week. The stuff they have to eat isn't all that gross, though; today, it was oysters and cranberries. That actually sounds like it could be pretty good, what with the saltiness of of the oysets, and the sweet/tangy flavour of the cranberries. Apparently, the contestants didn't much mind it, either. So, anyway, my mentor teacher said that he'd buy me pizza from the cafeteria, since it's Pizza Friday tomorrow, and we'd have that instead. ^_^

A very odd thought just crossed my mind. All the emoticon faces that are used in typing are always leaning to the left. Nobody ever types (-: or q-; Actually, the second one there looks rather better than ;-p, I'd say. The wink looks happier, rather than just being a closed eye. I guess the reason for the left-leaning thing is probably that seeing ( or ) before other text is visually much more suggestive of actual brackets. Hmmm...

35 minutes until the bell rings for the end of the school day. Maybe I'll take a nap on the love seat. I forgot my glasses and don't feel like squinting at marking sheets right now.