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Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Still weary. Still trudging. What am I doing for data?

I haven't slept well in almost a week. It is killing me. I had to take some Alka-Seltzer cold medicine last night to put me to sleep just so that I got at least 4 hours worth; I don't even have a cold!! HOW OBNOXIOUS. Why is anxiety wreaking havoc on my body so badly?

So... data. What am I doing? I am beyond frustrated to be honest. For my Authentic Assessment class, we were supposed to have created a rubric that would score our data. WHAT!? How is that even possible?? I don't get it, and my teacher--Liz--has no clue how to describe it. And truth be told--Lord forgive me--I don't think she even knows what she's talking about. She has to backtrack through her words so often that I'm left wondering what she had even began to talk about. So, that rubric's due tomorrow night but how am I going to turn in anything when I have no clue what I'm even doooiiiinnngg??

I know what my topic is. I am doing Differentiated Instruction and how it effects selected students. The nice thing about differentiated instruction is that it is a broad topic that I can pull many different ideas from, and not all have to apply to each student. At least, I think?

I know who my students are. I have several 6-7 graders that I've been collecting work from since last quarter (2nd quarter), and I've collected some from them since the start of this one as well. It's all shoved into a neat little binder with a tab for every student.

However, I am going to go crazy if someone asks me to procure a stinking rubric that is going to score my data. BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.

Please... God... I need sleep. I am going to die at a very young age if this stress continues.

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