not friday!

This morning as I greeted students in their Carhartt coveralls coming into school with a “Happy Friday!”, I received a “What? It’s Friday?”, a “No! I don’t want it to be Friday!”, and a “I’m going to die without school!”

Band meetings in the morning. The Slightly Undead Goats visited Coffee Bar.

no! it's friday!

no! it's friday!

Then it was back to work!

no! it's friday!

And reading.

no! it's friday!

Our first Expression phase is coming to a quick close with only three days of school next week, so there was a big rush to work on unfinished furniture and sectioning out spaces in Kid City.

no! it's friday!

no! it's friday!

no! it's friday!

Audrey wrote, “I played and made a counter.”

no! it's friday!

no! it's friday!

Other projects continued, too.

no! it's friday!

“Today I started building my house/store. I also crocheted,” Zada wrote.

no! it's friday!

no! it's friday!

A view from the second story.

no! it's friday!

A pre-preview of Kid City.

no! it's friday!

no! it's friday!

Quinn wrote about his day, “Today my band group went to a market and got some snacks. Two new kids came to visit for the day. Today I also learned how to use the jig saw, and got better and better.”

When the collaborators told everyone that there was a four-day weekend this weekend, the cries of “NOOOO!!!” vastly overruled the only halfhearted hoorays. What other kind of school gets that kind of response?