The Machine

Slowly getting the new group of 6th graders and the older kids I didn’t have last year acclimated to my way. Haven’t had anyone in days ask what I mean when told to, “go get your machine”, not has anyone corrected me saying, “it’s not a machine, it’s a Chromebook. ”

Last year I began to teach the kids to just humor me, I’m old, just go with the flow. I get the biggest kick when one of the yahoos use one of my old sayings…they really do listen! Now if they’d just start picking up on “flying under the radar”, it’s something my mother has told me kids for years…”just keep under the radar, you get in less trouble that way.” It’s funny how they are so surprised when they get in trouble doing something they’ve been told numerous times to not do or they’d get in trouble.

Not always an easy job, but working with those junior high kids really does brighten my day more often than not.

Until Again!

melmpf

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Thursday 3. January 2019

Back to school today. Boy, I’d been dreading getting back into the morning routine, but it wasn’t too bad. The day went rather well, much better than the last two weeks before Christmas break…so good to see the kiddos again! Only a few times of butting heads with my main three kiddos…sometimes they seem to forget to treat the sides with as much respect as the teachers, that they can blow us off like a maid. Thankfully we have some great teachers who take matters into their own hands when they hear kids we are supposed to be helping talk to us in a disrespectful manner.

Favorite parts of the day are during lunchtime duty with the 6th through 8th grades…we have some really great kids who like the extra attention they can get from the teachers aides, they will seek us out just to say hello.

After school for the 30 minutes with the late bus preschool through 5th graders is almost always the best way to end the day! One little guy who always likes to tell me he’s FBI and taking me to jail, told me today that tomorrow is his birthday…I asked if he was going to be 40…he said no, 39. Such a dolly that kid! He finally said he was going to be 8…later he said 7…so, he’s going to be somewhere between 7 and 39 tomorrow!

The same little guy asked for a huggie a couple weeks ago, while hugging me I could feel him wiping his hand on my leg…sure enough he’d wiped his muddy paws on my cream colored leggings. They washed. No biggie. When asked why I let the kids do such things I say they are just kids and clothes are washable, let them be kids while they can. Helps when they are too cute and sweet for their own good!

Peace Out!

melmpf

Saturday 29. December 2018

A week into Christmas break from school~three days yet to go and am absolutely loving the time off! Starting to miss some of my work friends~and the kiddos…a bit. Not missing having to punch the old time clock~so to speak. I enjoy being a free spirit~going the way the wind blows and not being pinned down.

Christmas went fairly well at the homestead this year~the girl and the boyfriend were able to get home from NebraskaLand for a few days which was the topping on the cake! Old Boy’s folks stayed in Florida this year and his sister and her family went down~so it was just my family this year.

With Christmas falling as it did~the girl was able to come home Friday night and didn’t have to leave until just afternoon on Tuesday. We shopped, went out to eat and had a joint birthday party for her and her boyfriend whom both have December birthdays. The kids even humored me and helped decorate at the cemetery and didn’t complain about taking pictures after.

Christmas Eve, the family and I met my brother at our church for our yearly gathering. We took our annual pictures of the kids in front of the Christmas Tree at the church. Afterwards it was off to the parents for our annual after church Futjens. Always such a nice evening.

Christmas Day was hectic~as per usual. It was the first time in years all the grandchildren were together~they didn’t even argue about taking pictures together. Didn’t even get into words with my niece I tend to get into ugly arguments with. Was really a nice day and a great prolonged weekend holiday!

Hated seeing the girl back off to NebraskaLand after having her home for days~however it was so nice just having her home. The longer she’s gone and the less she comes home I feel less and less like I have a daughter. Changing seasons aren’t always the best for all parties involved. She’s making a great life for herself out west and it’s a good thing, miss her though.

Now I’ve been working on the wartorn looking house we call a home. Have yet to get a good routine going with working outside the house~hate having to use most of my vacation having to deep clean the house, but we do what we have to do! A couple days ago I discovered we had a dining room table, kitchen counters and a floor in the dining room. Who would have known? Bubba rediscovered his bathroom and bedroom floors today…now if he could discover the rest of the bathroom I would de-germ that room. Boys!

Peace Out!

melmpf

The Night Before Thanksgiving 2018

Tis the season! Tomorrow we celebrate Thanksgiving with my mom’s side of the family, an every other year occurance and an occasion always looked forward to. We’ll be missing our girl, but time with cousins is always cherished…especially the older we get. Thankfully the weather has turned over the past two days and we’ll be having some warmer temperatures to be out and about. Thanksgiving has been my most favorite holiday for a great many years now, less stress than Christmas, more time to sit and visit and just be with the ones we love.

Have been attempting to get back into writing, however I’m shot at the end of most days and the thought of getting out the computer seems like way too much work. Tomorrow begins four days off, planning on talking myself into sitting down and making plans for a routine to be able to get more accomplished at the end of the school day. Things are getting easier though, the weekdays don’t seem to feel as long although the weekends seem to feel shorter. It’s be days since I’ve come home and had a bit of a sip to top off a stressful day, has to be a plus!

Feeling as though my boys and I have been making progress lately. I have three boys whom are my main priority at school, aide to one and helper to the other two…have taken to calling them my boys. Of course I help all the teachers of whom I’m in class with and have really bonded with most of the kids. Had one boy with a broken heart today, he came to me and I was really touched…he wasn’t one of my boys. Have to say I smile most of each day. Have made some great friends with the other aides and some of the teachers. Living in such a small community and being in a small school district is really a blessing in so many ways.

Last week has a great break through with one of my boys. K really struggles with reading, the beginning of the year I’d have to tell him almost every word when we’d be reading together, last week he read an entire page in his lit circle book with only having to be helped with one word! He was so proud and I was so proud for him! This week C has been more willing to get to work when he doesn’t want to, actually putting in a bit more effort than usual. E and I still have our daily struggles, he likes to try and find a way to get a person’s goat…he’s a good kid though…just likes to be a stinker. All three are getting better at writing smaller and neater! Small steps, yes!?

Was really touched today…put together a small treat for each of the boys for Thanksgiving…nothing big, some small candy bars, gum and pencils…the smile on their faces just melted my heart. I’d had the opportunity to take the boys from study hall to a classroom with only a couple kids and an aide working on some late work, the boys dumped their little boxes out to dig through the handful of things, swapped with one another what they liked most and the cherry on top was when they bombarded me with hugs! Those boys! These boys aren’t the hugging kind either.

The absolute best part of the day…lining up with the little kids to dismiss at the end of the day. One of the boys gave me a note that his grandma was picking him and his little brother up at the dismissal gate…I recognized the last name and asked if R was their grandpa..yes, R is their grandpa and then the little kindergarten aged boy said…is Bart your dad? I stiffled a laugh and said no, he’s my brother, Terry is my dad…the older brother said, I know him! Absolutely made my day! Mom laughed and laughed, Brother Bear wasn’t quite as amussed and said he’d be giving their dad a hard time in return! Love small town life!

Hope all is well with all!

melmpf

Saturday 20. October 2018

Finally feeling as though I’m getting enough of the hang of working outside the house that I may be able to get back to writing and reading some blogs again.  Still working on getting my inner clock changed around, guessing after over 20 years of being a night owl that it’s going to take more than a couple months to become not so much of a night owl. 

Have really taken to doing this whole teachers aide thing.  I work mainly with three sixth graders, but help out with the entire class as needed.  Also have lunch duty with sixth through eighth grades, study hall with about a dozen sixth graders and after school recess with preschool through fifth grade…thankfully there are three of us doing the after school recess, those littles are dolls but take a lot of energy. 

Learning a lot in the sixth grade, things that I either no longer remember learning or things that are new to me…guessing a little of both.  Social Studies and PE are pry my favorite at the moment, something I definitely wouldn’t have said in sixth grade.  In Social Studies we are learning about different cultures, next week the kids start a project where they learn about the cultures in which they came from…sounds fun but with my three boys, the thought makes my head start to throb…hard headed them and hard headed me…we have our moments where we butt heads so to speak.  The trobbing head comes from knowing the project has to be done on Google Slides and the last project I helped with having to use Google Slides, yeah….I can’t do Google Slides, give me a piece of paper or poster board! 

A few days ago the kiddos had to run the mile in PE.  Want to confuse sixth graders?  Call PE, Phys Ed…they will argue until you explain it’s short for physical education and thus PE…  Watching these kids stress for days about the upcoming mile run reminded me of the same stress knowing that damn run was coming up.  These kids had it easy though, Mr. S let them walk a bit as needed, we weren’t allowed to stop jogging or we started over.  Times have changed.  Also Mr. S ran with them, Mr. C never ran with us.  That had to have been a good feeling for the kids to have the teacher join them.  I walked a half mile during their run and tried to help encourage them to keep it up.

Lunch may be my favorite time of day…have made some great friends amongst the teachers and aides and enjoy 30 minutes of laughter and swapping stories with other adults.  It’s still kind of odd to be working with people who went to school with our oldest, two graduated with and a few only in the few years before she graduated.  Some days it makes me feel a bit old but the kids have assured me that I am somewhere between the age of 1 and 99…so guessing I can be whatever age I choose. 

The house has taken a toll since I’ve begun working at the school.  Spent most of the day today cleaning and washing bedding and dishes…swear the dishes are never done.  Starting to feel like some progress is being made.  Bubba and I went out a few days ago to finish picking all the gourds and pumpkins, today Old Boy took the tractor and mower and knocked everything down.  Had hoped to get the flower garden done this weekend but we’ve been hit by a cold front accompanied by an ugly wind…hopefully we’ll be able to get it done before winter hits.  We’ve already had snow…the earliest I’ve ever seen, so who knows when winter will hit. 

Anyhow…hoping to finally be back to it.  Hope all is well with all! 

melmpf

Monday 10. September 2018

The old girl is beginning to get the hang of this having a job outside the house and having to do the daytime thing. Not loving my loss of my night owl routine, but I continue to remind myself I have the weekends, holidays and summer break to hoot owl away. Still a process, but I feel a break through has happened…didn’t feel like crying while getting ready for work this morning nor on the drive to and from…baby steps, right?

Actually have my own desk in one of the 6th grade rooms, only in there for two classes a day, but feels nice to have my own little place…for the most part I carry the few things I need through out the day, but it is nice to have a place of my own…also have a locker for if I want it for a coat or whatever, works well being it’s next to the teacher’s lounge, so just as easy to keep my lunch there and not disturb a class.

I am an aide for one guy I’ve known since he was pry in pre-school through youth group at church, so that has given me some familiarity to calm my nerves in the beginning days. I also help a few other kiddos during the classes when they need a little extra hand. Have even been given a study hall, to myself, no teacher with me. Intimidated me the first day, but it took no time to get the hang of it…about a dozen 6th graders, some of whom I knew through youth group.

Didn’t know quite what to say this afternoon when one kiddo asked my opinion on President Trump. With all the ugliness in our country from one side to the other and with people’s varying opinions, wasn’t sure what to say. When I was in the 6th grade I knew Ronald Reagan was the president and that was it, had no opinion. Gave the boy my yes or no answer and hoped to leave it at that…he informed me that he felt strongly the exact opposite. As I tell friends and family who want to start an argument with me I simply stated that we all have the right to think and believe as we do and that’s alright, one is no more right or wrong than the other…it’s okay to think differently on the same subject and leave it at that. He seemed to be satisfied with my answer, thanfully!

It is rather comforting being in such a small district. We had a fire drill today, the entire 6th through 8th grades fit (tightly) into pews of the small Lutheran church down the street from the school. Can’t say as if more than 150 people would fit into the santuary. My kids went to school here and most of the teachers and the principal were the ones my kids had, a few teachers, scary to say, graduated high school a few years ahead of our oldest.

This week is homecoming week. Dress up day today was California, we had kiddos and teachers dressed as tourists, Disney characters and Old Hollywood movie stars. Such fun! Tomorrow is Texas, so debating whether or not to dress up being we have a house full of cowboy clothes. Wednesday is Decades, chose a decade to dress up like. Thursday is class colors and we have orange. Friday is school pride day, maroon, gold, black and white. Funny thing…we are playing MY school and the school Bubba goes to now for our homecoming game. Had to bite my tongue pretty hard at the local grocery store the other day when a mother at the check out next to me said how much she HATES the school we are playing for homecoming, she was facing my back and had to see the writing on the back of my royal blue and white tshirt with the school’s name printed on the back with the name of the girls who went to state for golf this May. Hate is such a strong word which I reserve for the devil and very little else. I have a fondness for both schools, no reason to hate…school rivalry is one thing and I get that…seriously don’t recall ever having a rivalry between these two schools.

Anyway….getting used to the new grind.

This one attaches herself to me from the moment I get home and tried to head out with me in the morning. Still getting used to the new routine.

melmpf