Monday 2. March 2020

Had quite the day at school today…have to say those junior high aged kids are an absolute joy and an absolute frustration to work with. They can test every nerve but when they know when of their favorite adults is having a hard day…the joy they bring is such a gift.

This morning while coming into my study hall one of the 8th graders asked if they could give me a hug, being an aide it’s okay, and gave him a side hug…he said, you smell good and walked away. It was such a small thing, but it made me smile…crazy kids.

One of my favorite students from last year is always glad to see me, always has a big smile and has to give me a hug. This kiddo doesn’t get anything done for the other aides without pulling teeth, I can give him the I’m disappointed in your not doing your work or not doing the type of work I know you can do, routine and boy…he will start to accomplish what the others had been on him for days for. At the end of the day today he gave me a balloon dog he made in art class, just because.

Seriously thinking about going back to college so I can teach…agriculture…crazy, but I think I’m going to do it…have some big cheerleaders pushing me and thinking it’s something I’d really enjoy. My family doctor came up with the angle of ag teacher being I love working with the kids and find such joy when they come to the point in a class where the light comes on and they get it! She also knows I went to college for agriculture and that is my first love. Mentioned it to my lawyer last week and he’s like….start getting information….ag teachers are in high demand. Everyone keeps telling me I’m still more than young enough, just turned 47, feels like a bit of a pipe dream now.

With all of that being said….have chihuahuas watching me with dropping eyes…past their bed times.

Until Again…

M.

Nervous Mama

Okay, for about a month now I’ve been saying that it’s about time for the kiddos to go back to school…now that it’s here, starting to get some anxiety.  

Helicopter Mom be damned!

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Yesterday afternoon I took Bubba to his new school, my old school.  We walked through his schedule so he’d know where each room was and met most of his teachers.  One gal had enough time to chat with us that I was able to see and feel a change in him.  

Mrs. H. actually talked him into talking to the junior high football coach about the possibility of playing, called the coach and chatted on the phone with him.  He’s actually considering it!  So happy he’s at least thinking about it.  He’s gone back and forth between wanting to play and not wanting to play, think his not knowing how to play is what is holding him back and Mrs. H. and Coach were able to relay to him that he would be taught how to play, not just thrown in without knowing what to do as when he played league football a couple seasons ago.

He and Mrs. H. talked about reggae and playing guitar and her knowing people that we know and being able to have a conversation with her about people that both knew, I don’t know, he really relaxed and I felt a sense of happiness or something positive radiate off of him.  Bubba is good at hiding when he’s excited about or looking forward to things, he usually waits until he’s alone with me and then shows the excitement. 

We wound up being at the school for about an hour.  It was fun, just for myself, to be back in my old stomping grounds.  I’m excited that this school doesn’t run on ipads, the kids need to have notebooks and will be given actual text books to hold in their hands!  Bubba is going into 7th grade and I can’t recall him ever bringing a text book home and Kaet seldom ever did and didn’t in high school at all because everything was on the ipads.  There is a place for them, but I just don’t think they should be used for every class and for the kids to have access to them at all times.  But…that’s just my opinion.

Sending the boy off to a new school is so much easier with the fact that he knows at least a dozen kids at the school.  My brothers kids, six of them between the two, my niece is a high school football cheerleader.  Bubba has also always been the type of kid that makes friends very easily, don’t know what it is, but he seems to draw people to him, something Kirk and I have never understood.  It’s a smaller school, as he is used to.  When I was in high school, there were less than 200 kids in the high school, my class was the biggest class by a number of years on either side of us, right about 45 of us!  The town has grown a bit, but I don’t think there is too much of a change in amount of students.  

Actually, dad seems to be more nervous about sending Bubba to my old school.  When he first started working on our farm, he thought I was a stuck up snob before even getting to know me, he said it was solely because of the school I went to, we were known to be stuck up snobs.  Hell, every school has arrogant people, can’t escape that and just as well learn now to deal with people like that when you are young, makes it easier for dealing with them when they are older.  

The big thing is that Shorty is heading back to college, she starts on Monday.  Think that’s where most of my anxiety is coming from.  We’ve gotten so used to having her coming and going and being around most of the summer, now it’s time to get used to her being gone again.  

I’m actually really excited for her new year in college.  She’s really seemed to find herself over the past four or five months, has become more confident and level headed.  Looking forward to see what this year has to hold for her!  As a mom of a tit baby, I’m just happy to seeing her get back to not having mom and dad to lean on and maybe her friends getting her out to do some fun things.  Guessing she pry hasn’t gone out and about with friends 10 times this summer.  She’s 20, she really should be living life a little more!

Needless to say though, mama is starting to feel the anxiety tonight.  It’s time for a change in all our routines, we are all needing a shake up around here, and that’s a good thing!  

Peace!