Parent Teacher Student Conference

Phew, I'm glad that's over!

Today was Friday.  On Thursday I had my parent teacher student! conference.  At the school I go to, once you get into fourth grade and up you actually have to be at your own conference.  You have to put together a portfolio of works that you've done to show your parents.  You have to pick one work from each subject: math, cultural, language arts, and you can pick between music, p.e. or art.  You can also put in one other work of your choice (optional). You have to write a two paragraph essay for each work.  Then there's the conference.  It's basically like digging your own grave (if you know what I mean). It's so scary.  At the end of the conference I could've sworn I wet my pants at least three times.  (Note my armpits were sweating like crazy).  The good thing about it is that it's only a 30 minute conference and you don't actually have to really do anything except say "good" at the end of every question your parents ask you.  My teacher Dan says that  the word 'good' is basically a grunt with a 'D' sound on the end. I think " Good rocks!".  In the end it turned out it actually wasn't that scary.