In the year 2010

I might be starting my career. Just 6 years. For those mathematically impaired, 6 years currently incorporates a third of my life. At that point I will be 24 and 6 years will be one fourth of my life. In 57 years, I'd like to retire. Assuming I haven't gone crazy, I'm still living, and I can still perform adequately. Yes, I want to work til I'm 75. It seems almost mind boggling. To do the same thing 114 times with a new set of students each time (assuming block scheduling). 114! Of course, that’s probably not going to happen. I’ll die of some cancer or malnutrition related disease in my 50’s, which is fine with me because I don’t want to retire.

But, in the meantime, I’ll become a hat enthusiast. For some reason I just like odd hats. Not regular baseball caps and the like, but exotic, character demonstrating hats. Hats that when you put them on you have a license to act as a different persona. Then, every Friday, I’d put on a different hat and teach as if I was that person. A Viking, a pirate, a Cowboy, a Hippie, things like that. Hopefully it won’t be too confusing; it certainly sounds fun to me. And then, after I’ve used the hat, I’d allow my students to put it on during class as long as they answered in the right persona.

I’d also do Math Test Mad-libs. Whenever I got caught making a mistake in my math (as I will perpetually) I’d ask for a noun, verb, adjective, whatever and plop it in the word problems for my tests. For instance “Three Albanian cats ate 6 wads of jello every 75.6 hours. How many wads of jello would be eaten in 60 hours by 33 cats?” Better than “Timmy has three apples. Good for him. You call the cops, frame him for murder, and steal his apples. Are you happy?”

I think it sounds fun, at least. Hopefully the administration will have a sense of humor. Yeah, I know. But I can dream, can’t I?