An Ode To Room 11

Demonstration.

That is the best way to explain what Room 11 was all about. I still remember walking into Room 11 five years ago. “The last teacher left everything.” I didn’t really know that meant that all four walls were covered with years of papers stapled on top of each other. One third of the floor was covered with crumpled up assignments shoved into a “corner”. I remember working for hours with DJ to set up my classroom; to…