plug in enough hair dryers and the whole block goes dark

i caved and went to kipp this morning. it took up my whole day. for two hours, i was there, in this ridiculously high-achieving black school, listening to the kids discuss "social intelligence" at length and hearing about their "team and family" concept ad nauseum. the rest of my day, i spent recovering from the massive feeling of failure that set in right after; these children can, in fact, be educated, i just can't do it...

i'm not going to do anything tonight. the question is: how long will i spend dicking around before realizing this is the case?


(homework for the week, substitute folder, saturday detention forms, professional growth plan, grades, tracking, phone calls, test copies, lesson plans, there is so much to do that it is actuallyimpossible.)

there. there went the last piece of my idealism.