Mr. Johnson invited me up to the middle school.....
Oh, wait did that make it sound fun? Cause it wasn't.
Hours of cleaning up the horrific classroom.
Organizing books, dusting, and throwing away crap.
Need I mention that the classroom is quite the sight to behold now?
No. I didn't think so.
Mission accomplished. Thanks for the invite. Next time I'll pass. You are my hero.
Post Edit: Mr. Johnson was asked to pilot a new reading program today. I truly believe it was because they saw how clean the room was and how neatly his books were organized. Or maybe it was because he is an awesome teacher, who is good at his job. Oh well, who am I to say?