"I've seen this movie fifty times."
I'm feeling a bit snarky as well as cranky. It's 5th period, and this is my fifth time through the first 50-odd minutes of The Outsiders. (Six periods in a row doing the same thing.) I'm slowly losing my mind.
This is by no means the first time I've experienced this. I know the drill. The first time through is when I'm interested. Period 2, I get to see things I missed the first time through, and I catch on to other nuances. By period 3 I'm a little bored. By period 5 I have to have something else to do.
To make this viewing more interesting, I have two girls who will not shut up. I've asked, shushed, cajoled, and threatened. Fine. If they won't listen to me, then perhaps they will listen to their teacher. I've listed their names (with *s next to them) in my note.
The period is nearly over. I know because I just looked up and the church was on fire. (No need to consult a clock anymore.) Finally.
I only have to watch this thing one more time. What am I going to do? I need something. I. Can't. Watch. This. Again.
And the worst part? First 55 minutes: 6 times. Last 35 minutes? Not at all.
The church on fire still is my cue to wake up (figuratively--I don't sleep in class!) and get ready to end the period. And nowadays I don't even need to watch that first period because I know this movie so well.