Nothing to see here! We don’t have anything on the calendar this week. Keep working. Speaking of work, here’s a poem:

Woman Work

Maya Angelou 

I've got the children to tend 

The clothes to mend 

The floor to mop 

The food to shop 

Then the chicken to fry 

The baby to dry 

I got company to feed 

The garden to weed 

I've got shirts to press 

The tots to dress 

The can to be cut 

I gotta clean up this hut 

Then see about the sick 

And the cotton to pick. 

Shine on me, sunshine 

Rain on me, rain 

Fall softly, dewdrops 

And cool my brow again. 

Storm, blow me from here 

With your fiercest wind 

Let me float across the sky 

'Til I can rest again. 

Fall gently, snowflakes 

Cover me with white 

Cold icy kisses and 

Let me rest tonight. 

Sun, rain, curving sky 

Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone 

Star shine, moon glow 

You're all that I can call my own. 

We expect students to use the pod judiciously and with teacher permission. Similarly, there should only be one student out of a classroom at a time using the restroom. This lets us manage fire drills and parent calls.