i stayed late today helping one of my poor non-english speaking students write a full page single spaced essay on why speed limits exist for his driver's ed class. it was not so fun. then i found out one of my english students isn't coming back to school for a few weeks because he has encephalitis. another one of my english students had a brain tumor when he was young and since then he's suffered from anxiety and only gets a couple hours of sleep each night. miserable.
on a funnier note - one of my students was given the first name "lestat." i guess his father was a big fan of the books. and even worse is his last name - "vile." i can never keep straight which is his first or last name. i usually just call him one or the other and figure he'll respond. poor poor poor guy.