So the election was shattering.  Because the change in 91% chance of winning to Losing!

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I cried at school.  A lot.

I blasted rock music songs from a Spotify playlist while my Biology class conducted peer oriented guided inquiry learning "Membrane Function".   We made models of membrane out of play-do.  An absolutely awesome lesson.  Extending the lesson with stop action photos with the app on chrome books to demonstrate facilitated diffusion, and then build a membrane to describe cell signaling cascade.

I walked onto the football field and took a picture of the protest signs.  My role felt more as an observer or journalist.  Man, the picture is classic.  Wish I could but I am not allowed to post.  Can't show you.  I swear one young man was wearing the exact outfit of Bender from Breakfast Club when he fist bumps the air on the football field.  However, I was given a stern talking to about how I was not allowed to go out to the protesters and take the photos as it appeared as if I were inciting it.  I became upset, cried, was consoled by my teacher besties. My class could obviously tell I had been crying and they were solum, toned down and working on the Virtual Diffusion Lab.  By the next class the students had met from the other schools in the WalMart parking lot, I was down to about 12/40 students attending class.   Students were mostly watching SnapChat.  And then.  The final bell rang on the longest week and hardest day I taught in a long time.

I remember the other longest week.  My first few weeks of teaching in fall 2001.  I do not want to compare those days at all, except to say in both the students were scared.  Everyone was scared.  And that makes for a weird space to talk about cell membrane concentrations.   But because I knew this, I should have been more prepared with calm.   Maybe I shouldn't have played Revolution and Imagine.  
But I did.

Things to research

Rubric for Membrane Cascade
Post Traumatic Stress Disorders