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Just the day before, Chicago Public Schools held Report Card Pick-Up Day. Each teacher gets about 30 or so students in their "division" and hands out those report cards. I had my division's report cards in one hand and a stack of star-shaped Post-Its in the other, so I could stick them on the report cards of the honor roll students. I flipped through, flipped through, looking for a report card worthy of a star-shaped Post-It. Out of 35 students, only one of my students got two As. Everyone else had a slew of Ds, Fs and the occasional C -- with maybe a B in gym. I've been spending more and more time in Improv World, and I've been getting more and more attached to some (some!) of the kids in The Other World. And I know it's not so simple, that there's only two worlds, but humor me. I sat there in 7th period looking out over the beautiful wreck that was that loud, bubbling classroom, and could not help but wonder why Improv World and The Other World only collided over a mugging, an intrusion from one reality to the next. I feel like I'm seeing everything with cracked glasses on, and everything's refracting weirdly because the pieces of the lens just don't match up. 4/21/2006 02:57:00 PM
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