
“Miss!” one of my seventh graders yelled, “There’s fake blood all over the wall!”
The kids acting the Hammurabi skit froze as we all whipped our heads around. Sure enough, the entire wall— my “Class Objectives” whiteboard, our vocabulary words, and the stately blue paint— were splattered with red carnage. But that wasn’t all. A river of fake blood streaked the wooden floor, and the clothes of the student actors were polka-dotted [...Read More!]








