Yes, of course we have class, but it’s not like we have so much we’d do a whole post about it. We savor our slightly off-kilter reputation too much to suddenly become…elegant or civilized.
Clearly, I mean we TAKE classes. All teachers have to continue their education periodically to satisfy licensure requirements, but MVGS teachers have been working on a more ambitious project. The faculty has been taking gifted education classes with the University of Mary Washington for several years now, but our intrepid professor (Ms. Hayes’s mom, Dr. Rebecca Hayes!) has retired, and this semester the class to take for some of us to complete our gifted education certifications is only available in Fredericksbug at the UMW Stafford Campus. So, for four Saturdays this fall, Mr. Burton and I have journeyed to Fredericksburg for a long day of learning (only one Saturday left!). There are bright spots in this long day:
We have to leave Front Royal at around 7:15 in order to be on time for our 9:00 class. It’s a long drive, and we’re hard-working professionals, so to make the early start time work for us we have…a tradition.
Now, this might seem silly to those of you who live in, oh, civilization. But, Mr. Burton and I live in Front Royal. We’re still reeling from the opening of a Target and a Wal-Mart. The idea of a Chick-fil-A within easy driving distance is something we only talk about in hushed whispers, lest someone overhear us and decide to dash our hopes. (I’M TALKING TO YOU, FATE!!!! DESTROYER OF PLANNED CHICK-FIL-A CONSTRUCTION!!!)
Not to mention, while we MVGS teachers are beacons of sunshine and goodwill at 7:30 a.m. every single weekday morning…Saturday mornings are a rather different situation. Here is Mr. Burton before his Chick-fil-A buttered biscuit:
Once fortified with our saturated fat and sodium for the weekend, we finally arrive at school.
Now, I’d like to show you pictures of our professor, our classmates, us looking academic…but, we kept leaving the camera in the car, and the next class isn’t until October 30th, so just imagine there are desks and we’re sitting in them.
We would never be so irresponsible as to leave the camera behind for lunch, though. Our routine during our lunch break is epic and totally scholastic. We’re almost officially certified gifted instructors. Trust us. Scholastic.
Don’t worry, we did make it back to class on time. There’s rock n’ roll, and then there’s punctuality. I think you know which one Mr. Burton and I both treasure. We didn’t get crazy.
As of right now, we have final research project presentations scheduled for October 30th, and after that, we’re both officially certified by the state as gifted instructors. Now, I know what you’re thinking, “But, Ms. Harrington, we all thought you’d been certifiable for years.” To which I say, “but, now, it’s going to be official.”