YLYB #118: Not Enough Days

There are just too many pages left and not enough days to finish them.  We have 56 pages to finish and only 6 more days to finish them.  The kids are plodding like we have a month left.  I may need a Nexium drip before this is all over.

YLYB #116: That Magic Moment, When Kids Step Up

We were still dragging about 6-8 pages from our last deadline – and they were far overdue.  One student, in particular, was testing my patience on a relatively simple Q&A box.  He interviewed the wrong grade, took the wrong photos and was generally finding a way to make everything take too long.

Finally, one of my second year students stepped up and ran with the ball.  She volunteered to “help” this student finish his page.  In the end she took it over and finished it in one class period.  She knew what needed to be done and did it.  No questions asked.  This page has been dragging too long.  It is magic when they do that.  Step in to solve a problem and not involve the yearbook teacher.

YLYB #115: Bills, Bills, Bills

Paying for the book is always a struggle at my school.  I know at some schools, yearbooks nearly sell themselves.  This is not the case at my school.  Being a Title I school, more than 80 percent of our students qualify for free or reduced price lunch.  This means that luxury items, like a yearbook are, well, a luxury.

This is especially true when they cost more than $70 each.

We are struggling to sell more books, but it seems like we can’t make a dent in the number of books we sell each year.  Of course, with the potential for school funding cuts in my state, school districts are putting more pressure than ever on yearbooks to break even or even make a profit.

Now, I’m not a marketing major, but I’m not sure how we are supposed to sell more books during a recession? We are trying everything we know and we have had more pre-orders this year, but I’m not sure how we are going to sell all the books we need to to break even.  Any ideas, pass them along.

 

YLYB #113-114: Sickness and In Health

Sometimes you wonder if you are married to the yearbook.  It is an all-consuming project.  But last week I was the one consumed.  This is why I didn’t post at all last week.  I was brought low by an infected tooth.

This thing knocked me out for a week.  I could barely get out of bed and my face swelled up like a parade float balloon.

Monday was my first day back, then yesterday I had to miss again for the dentist.  Today was group photo day – delayed for so many reasons I’m not sure I could list them all if I wanted to.

Let’s just say that I have run through all my backup and reserve lesson plans.  I’m on empty and still have to visit the dentist again next week.  But through it all I am trying not to panic.  Tomorrow I promise to talk about paying for your book.  Hot topic I’m sure.

YLYB #111-112: Dragging Kicking And…

Actually there is very little kicking or screaming.  It has been more like passive resistance.  Ghandi-style work refusal.  They’re not gonna take it anymore.

The yearbook staff is grinding towards a deadline, but they just don’t seem to have any gear except low.  We make progress every day, even on a Saturday.  We reduced 44 unfinished pages to 18.  But it just seems like we aren’t making enough progress.  Finally going to upload pages on Monday.

YLYB #110: The Last Inch

We have at least 40-60 pages that only need a few final touches to get them ready for shipping.  They are so close to being finished – they need one caption or two.  Maybe they need a few grammar or spelling checks.  Or a photo is not CMYK.  But my little page miners are making pages so slowly, you might think Gutenberg himself was hand-cranking the presses.

It is maddening!  But such is the life of an adviser who will not send a page that has not been check properly.

YLYB #109: This Is Yearbook!

Imagine the really cut dude from the movie 300 and the pit he is standing over is all the work needed to finish the yearbook.   You are the other guy, that he is about to kick into the pit.  This is how I feel.  It never ends.   Sales, pictures, pages, editing, corrections, uploading, teaching —– aaaaahhh!

I need a snow day.  Too bad we NEVER get them in Houston.  And no one ever wishes for a Hurricane Day.

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