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Thursday, February 16, 2012
Pacing
Do the pacing on your pacing guides. Huh? Another forced mandate. Another vague directive. "By the end of the month" doesn't really sound like a reward or paycheck reminder any longer. The words "pacing" and "guide" hold no meaning any longer. There must be a technically correct linguistic term for this. I don't know what it is. Bogus comes to mind. So does nimrod. Pacing on the pacing guides--mixed up semantics and jumbled jargon mish mashing into and obliterating meaning. What is expected, exactly, except for a mental breakdown in words? I have no jargon for this. I have no words. I only know that this is exhaustive and I no longer see where the hoop is to jump through. I only see the through part. I only jump. The jumping part. Wait, the pacing part. Pacing. Jumping is guiding my pacing.
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I'm sure the kids like you. I'm sure the principal likes you. How could they not?
ReplyDeleteOf course one never knows, but still.
(Have by the by just better-late-than-neverly linked up to you from dunces' corner, where we pace ourselves ever so moderately, while staring at the blind point where the walls and blackboards converge -- do they still have blackboards in the XXI century? -- and simultaneously dodging the rebounds of the invisible spitballs hurled at our backs by a future that is in truth probably no more retarded than we are... do they still have peer pressure?)