What did we do?

Teacher of the Year Endorsement for DVD

I'm so hungry

Thanks so much to Ms. Minor for going to Tiger Grill and getting us some grub! You ROCK and we roll.....Jellyroll.

Metaphor of this Week

I have gone into the space time continuum. Luckily for me, I have left Mr Crawford and Mr Adams back at the school. I know I said that I would lock myself in the school for the week, but this was too cool to pass up.

Mr. Adams's Diary: 4th Entry

Dear Diary,

Today went pretty well. I mean, I was tired and pretty smelly, but overall I wasn't miserable. So I guess the day was actually okay.

I have a plan for revenge. After my numerous (1, 2, 3) embarrassments, vengeance will be mine. Also, Coach Shake is planning on joining us tonight.

One more night. One. More. Night.

-Mr. Adams

Food, courtesy of Sonic

Hint, hint: we had Sonic donated to us by Sonic on O'Neal! Thanks!

Logo!

Sorry this is a bit later than we'd hoped, but we had so many submissions to sort through. We had many great submissions full of wonderful illustrations--we'll post more of them this afternoon.

We like how NES-like this design was--what, us being old and all.

Tired Poem by Peters

I'm so tired that I......ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

DVD Wii

Shout out!

Yo, just a shout out to family 'wheeling" in all the goodies. We can't post names but they know who they are!
Second of all, there are more than a few surprises tomorrow, so be sure and ask your teachers if anything is, or was, abnormal when you see them on Thursday.
We also shouldn't forget to tell Mr. Milton the pizza was awesome and how cool it was that Mrs. Perry was sly enough to get PapaJohns Pizzeria to put Mr Peters' name on the pizza with pepperonis.
Lastly, thanks to my family, Mrs. Turegano, Mrs. Solar and her husband, Stephen, for hanging with us tonight.
Until tomorrow,
Adam, Crawford, and Peters-OUT!

Mr. Adams fell asleep!

And boy does he snore!

The Only Thing Mr. Peters Really Misses

Mario Cart Dominance Continued

Just another example of how Mr. Peters comes up short in life.

He looks so confused at the end. Poor Mr. Peters!

watch out

surprises are lurking around every corner!

More dogs that look like Mr. Adams

Is there any deeper meaning as to why we can find so many canines that remind us of Mr. Adams?

*Thanks to Amelia for the tip on the photo.

Mr. Peters Personal(ized) Pan Pizza

Courtesy of Papa John's.

Too bad that ugly mug had to be in the picture to diminish the splendor of the pie.

With time on my hands...

...I learned to...

...levitate!

Wii DVD

Mario Cart

Just a little update.

So far...

Mr. Crawford - 25

Mr. Peter - 2

Mr. Adams - 0

Oh it's going to be a fun night.

Making New Friends V: Preemptive Strike

I'm going to blow up Darth and Barack's diabolical plot with a preemptive strike.

BEGINNERS LUCK?

Making New Friends IV: Diabolical Plot

Here it is! I managed to sneak up on them and get the photo evidence of the diabolical plot I told you all about earlier!

You see that?! SECRET "Get Mr. A" Meeting. I knew it! They're up to no good. Like a spark on a wire or a splinter in wood.

This is how I feel about the poll topic.

The poll that Mr. Crawford created, the one to the right. The below picture sums up my feelings with pretty great accuracy.

Talent Show Audition

Help

Tonight, we have to have FOOD! Last night was a stinky mess without food. We had to beg Mrs. Solar to bring us some pizza. Food is important and we need our food. We love food and food is good!

Peters, Out

Vote for the Winner!!!

Well the next time is almost upon us. We have learned a few things from last night. Mr. Peters is a sore loser, Mr. Adams can't stay on the course, and Mr. Crawford is the best Mario Cart player ever. We have also learned that Mr. Peters can't win if there are more than two players.

Vote for the winner and show those two losers what we all already know. They can never beat me!

Mr. Adams's Diary: 3rd Entry

Dear Diary,

Mr. Peters should feel played. But he deserved it. You fall asleep first, you pay the price.

But, Diary, the reason I'm writing to you know is that I've stumbled upon something diabolical. Something I feared was coming, but didn't have photographic evidence of until recently. I'm hiding in a janitor's closet right now. Thank goodness the school has wireless internet or I wouldn't be able to get this to you. Once I can sneak back into my room and get the cable to connect my camera to my computer, I'll upload the picture for you.

For the first time, I have proof that I should fear for my safety in here.

-Mr. Adams

What happens when you are the first one to fall asleep?

What happens when you are the first one to fall asleep? Watch the video and find out, but vengeance will be mine!

Have we all gone insane?

Mr Crawford is Mean

Look I'm no sore loser but Mr Crawford cheats. He gave me the controller with the dead batteries, he kicked me in the knee, he blinded me with his smell, and he even told me that people always lose to him because he is a Math teacher. I was like, "WHAT?, People lose to you because they feel sorry for you for being a Math teacher!"

The Accordian: A Story

Mr. Adams tells a story from his days in Milwaukee.

Life is Hard

It's hard to be the best Mario Cart player in a group like this. When you rule the game like I do the haters come out. Peter will say it's the screen and Mr. Adams can't stay on the course. If only Mr. Menge was back so I could have a challenge. Alas, his mean wife made him leave. Oh well... Maybe next time.

-Crawford

ps. I did lose a small challenge though so tune in later for the embarrassment.

Mario Cart

I have a new nemesis and it's not Mr Crawford, but whoever is playing the third person on Mario Cart. For some unknown reason, I am unable to beat anyone, when the screen switches to the quad (4) screen. Maybe I should wait and play all by myself and then I'd be garaunteed a victory! Mr.Crawford is no longer my Wii friend, and I feel sorry for Mr Adams who keeps getting served by Darth Vader. Who knows what is going to happen next.
Peters, Out!

Mario Cart...

...has taken over our lives. In fact, I'm trying to type this post on a Wii remote.

Making New Friends III: Payback Time!

Okay, so, I'm going to get Darth back for the "dodgeball incident." I made a Death Star Sign Up sheet. Clearly, wanting to get his Death Star back will make him want to sign up and support that cause! Then, wwwwwhhhaaamy!

What Am I Eating Part 2

Billy Madison Eat My Shorts

With time on my hands...

...I got to play some chess! As my students know from my Belaire Knights "Chess Go Hard" t-shirt from the chess team I coached with Mr. Joel, I love chess. I'm also preeetttty good. So I was happy to field Darth's challenge. And wreck him.

Checkmate, dude!

And everything stayed going well until Barack cheated.

Mr Crawford is very very very very mean

Mr. Crawford is a bad, bad, bad, bad person. He cheats and doesn't let me win, and he also didn't even tell me which controls did what. So if you ever play a game with Mr. Crawford, he is not a nice person and he makes me feel very very bad about myself! If you feel bad for me bring me a treat to the front of the school and don't bring Mr Crawford anything, but you can bring Mr Adams something.
Peters, Out!

Mario Cart

Mr. Peters and Mr. Crawford think they're sooooo cool playing Mario Cart. And they wouldn't let me play at all! Yeah, well, let's see how cool they think they are when this video gets out there!

Props To All Talent Show Auditions

We just wanted to say that it was really cool to see all of you auditioning for the talent show. It takes a lot of guts to do something like that in front of your friends and teachers. Good luck and who knows, I may even show off my singing talents later tonight.

Imposter Alert

With time on my hands...

...I read a lot!

Book...

...after book...

...after book.

But after awhile...

...I started to feel that no matter how many I read...

...I'd read it before.

Wait...

...must be my imagination...

...

Mr. Adams's Diary: 2nd Entry

Dear Diary,

I'm writing you from my planning period. It's the section of my day where I generally plan lessons, grade papers, or do whatever teacherly things are required of me.

But today I don't have lessons to plan or papers to grade, so I had a dodgeball match against Darth who, by the way, likes to shoot his mouth about how great he is. (Diary, remember, this is between us. You know what happens to people who make Darth angry.)

After school Mr. Peters, Mr. Crawford, and I are picking our logo. We have a ton of great submissions and I'm not quite sure which one we're going to pick!

Anyway, I'll fill you in on the rest later.

Bye, Diary!

-Mr. Adams

Making New Friends II

At one point during tea, Darth Vader challenged me to a game on dodgeball. Sure, he talked a big game, but I do hold the Wisconsin Dodgeball Tournament MVP from 1997 to 2004. Yeah. I planned on ending this quick.

There have been days when I'm more awake.

The thing about being a teacher: when you're at school, you're always on your toes. Alert. So when I slept here last night--my brain never completely turned off. It's like I didn't sleep at all.

But the kids are coming soon.

What am I doing with this tea? I need coffee. Cooooooffffffffffffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I'm Awake!

It was so cold in my room last night that I may have to get one of my toes amputated from the frost bite. Good thing Mr. Crawford was there so that I could use his hot breath to warm them up. It was also fun (for me, but probably not for him) when I clipped my toe nails and then scratched his nose with the shavings. Mr. Adams was smart enough to lock the door to his room, but I'm sure I'll get a good prank on him soon enough!
Peters, Out!

Good Morning.

It's the end of the first night and I am reminded of two things:

1) Mr. Adams snores

2) Mr. Peters talks in his sleep to his Mimi

I am also reminded that there is an alien that likes to visit Southeast at night. There were strange noises in the night that had to be it. Hopefully we will not see him this year... but who knows?

-Crawford

Joke II

Joke I

First Poll

Well folks, it's official. Mr. Peters brain will cause me to lose it before the week is over. He will get 45 % power!!

-Crawford

Funniest Movie Ever by Peters

If anyone can come to me tomorrow and tell me what movie we just watched, I'll give you a prize! Here are a couple of pics to give you a clue.

Much props to my favorite student

Since we aren't able to use students names because of an EBR mandate, I'm throwing much props out to J.D and her mother for the best home cooked meal that I've had in a long time(sorry Bridget). Mashed taters, greens and fried porkchops. Thanks again, you guys rock!

Not To Be Outdone

Not be outdone by Mr. Peters or Mr. Adams, Mr. Crawford found an old photo of his pet when he was a child. He said these type of birds are very abundant in his neck of the woods. I don't think Mr. Crawford really knows what a pet is, because if you look closely at the bottom of the page you can see a couple of Brontosaurauses. Poor Mr. Crawford and his dillusional lonely childhood days. Please when you all get to school tomorrow, make sure Mr. Adams and Mr. Peters are okay.

Pet Alert

Since we said pets look like their owners, Mr. Adams hung his head and showed us a picture of his little precious puppy Fifi.

Poor Mr. Peters

Has any one seen Mr. Peters dog? He won't stop crying about losing it. It's weird how people say you look like your animals.

It looks just like him!

If you see Mr. Peters... I mean the dog. Please alert us as soon as possible.

Mr Crawford's Family Lineage

Hi, This a missing persons ad. We have been looking for our long-lost son Mr. Crawford. If you have seen him please tell him to give us a call on our new hightech telephone we just got back here at home. Our number is 555-hill-billy!

We just love Alabama!

Tune in Later.

Tune in later kids to see what it would be like if Mr. Peters taught math at Southeast middle

This is an example of what will happen if he is ever allowed to actually teach math.

What do you call this Mr. Peters?

-Crawford

New Hypothesis

I have found out a few new tidbits about my lock-in colleagues. Mr. Crawford's mom used to call him her "Little Poopsy Woopsy" while his dad used to call him "Get Out of My Face Boy." Mr. Adams was eating dinner and I was astounded to see him reach into his dreads and pull out silverware. He also told me that he keeps a great of other things hidden in there too. Stay posted for more on what's inside the dreads and what Little Poopsy Woopsy does to put himself to sleep.

Food is Yummy

Mr. Adams's Diary: 1st Entry

Dear Diary,

It's 6: 26pm on April 19th. It's also the first day of the lock-in, part two! All that dunking wore me out and now I'm finding myself yawning. But every time I do, Mr. Peters hits me with a giant inflatable hammer. Mr. Crawford is still failing at FIFA soccer. He lost his last game 17-0!

What to do for dinner? Hmmm...I have bread, hummus, a couple cans of soup, mac and cheese, tuna. I was super hungry, but my gut isn't rumbling as much now, thanks to the student and family that delivered us cookies. Yes! We've been promised some more food in coming days--and coffee one morning. Already all this support, Diary, and it's only the first day. It makes a guy feel pretty good.

Well, even though my stomach is eating itself anymore, I am going to settle in for some grub--I'm feeling like mac and cheese with some tuna mixed in.

I'll write you later, Diary.

-Mr. Adams

With time on my hands...

...I learned how to dunk. Barefoot.

And because I know I have students who barely believe anything I say that isn't about math, video evidence is below.

Mr. Crawford Stinks

Let the fun... begin.

Well... Mr. Peters is already making videos, Mr. Adams is playing ball, and I am sitting here playing the Wii. The lock-in has officially begun. Just for the record, I love reece's cups and pepsi. I also enjoy oreo cookies, taco bell, and long walks in the park. I mean I'm just saying. I wonder what the guys are doing. Let's go see.

-Crawford

Food For Thought

Making New Friends I

It's always difficult when you're someplace new. New sights, new sounds. You're broken from your routine. Mostly, I'm missing my friends. The people I see after work has ended and all the children have made their way to the buses.

My first priority was to invite some friends over for tea.

We spoke of music and movies and life.

We shared laughs.

Occasionally, we argued.

We read aloud our favorite books.

Talked politics--health care and Rebel secession.

It was clear a friendship had developed--often, it is only in front of the people we are close to can we cry.

Really, Already?

Well, the busses just left and I'm already going stir crazy. I need something to snack on, and my putting salt on my thumb just isn't cutting it anymore. Can I make it a whole week? Only time will tell.

Again with the Lock-In?!

It's a big week for the humiliation of faculty here at Southeast. Mr. Milton and Deputy Glover are getting haircuts later this week (Mr. Milton, of course, had the mohawk last year). We hear a certain AP may be appearing in an Elvis getup (though my vote was Elvish).

Anyway, when brainstorming this year for LEAP incentives, Peters, Crawford, and I again said, "What the heck. If a large part of our sanity will add to our students' already impressive motivation, sure. Why not."

I did, after all, barely make it out last year--these two (1 and 2) about forced my mind to go on a permanent vacation to Happyland, where all the rides are free and the cotton candy is as airy as cirrus clouds.

So I hope you understand that my hesitation is not for lack of caring for our kids, but rather a self-preservation that is at the core of any human.

That's what locking yourself in your place of work for a week is: an assault on the very fabric of reason.

-Mr. Adams

Oh no! Not again!!!

Well students... here we are again. Another week locked in this school with the possibility of ghosts, aliens, and worst of all Mr. Peters and Mr. Adams. I don't even want to think of the horrors that await me. Mr. Adam's dreads could come to life and attack me in my sleep. Mr. Peter's brain could come to life and actually have a sane thought. Oh the horror!

I guess I will take comfort in the memory of last Friday's faculty/student basketball game and the fair whooping we put on the students.

Take the first quiz of the week and vote on which horror will get me first! You have until 10 o'clock tonight to vote.

-Crawford

Thanks for rubbing it in

So, 96.7% of Southeast students ABE'd during testing last week. And as one student was all too happy to point out:

Thanks, a ton.

-Mr Adams

Well...

The kids did it! Of course, we knew they would.

They ABE'd, (Attendence, Behavior, Effort) on the state tests last week. Stay tuned for the beginning of SMS Lock-In 2.

While you wait, feel free to browse last year's blog.

Coming soon...

If 95% of Southeast Middle's students ABE during testing, we'll be locked-in April 12-16.