Hukt awn fonix....

It's over!!! I survived intensives! (Intensives, for those who don't know, are the extra 3 hours of classes we have had to teach every weekday in January.) Now, I must clarify that two of my three classes were quite good; great, in fact. The starter class was adorable and so creative (see "fangs" boy), and the middle schoolers were quiet, but awesome kids. But the phonics class I taught: Phonics from hell. Yes, I never thought a, e, i, o, u fit in the realm of the demonic, but with these kids...as you can see from their test scores above, they could care less about short "a" sounds and "s" blends, and they weren't afraid to show their utter disdain. So, Phonics class, I bid a final farewell to your "fraff" and "sris" and "baj" (that is, "fluff","slice", and "beds"). And with that, a sigh of relief.