This morning I’m wondering if my students might sometimes rejoice during my class. Admittedly it seems a little far-fetched to think of anyone actually rejoicing during English class, but it would be a goal worth aiming for. After all, the word simply means “being happy ”, and I surely do want my students to feel happy during my classes. I’d love them to have a smile on their faces throughout most of the time they're with me. Perhaps this is not as implausible goal as it may at first seem. Maybe my students can rejoice in my class simply because they feel satsified -- satisfied that things in Mr. Salsich’s English class are the way they should be, and that respectable feats are accomplished there. My class is not a playground or an amusement park or a place where kids can throw up their arms and dance, but perhaps it’s a place where they can feel fulfilled because something good and right is happening. That might be worth rejoicing about. Today I’ll keep a close watch on how often my students smile. I’ll do a “smile survey”, and maybe I’ll be convinced that the kids are, in fact, doing a considerable amount of cheering as we go through our lessons. They won’t be jumping around with glee, but they might be feeling quietly contented that Room 2 is not a bad place to be at any given hour. That could be cause for at least some reserved and silent rejoicing.