Just finished a glass of whiskey and Coke…was one of those days…love those junior high kiddos…but I tell you…some days they run a person ragged.
One group of the seventh graders are pissed at me because I turned them into the office for continually refusing to mind me during study hall…when I had it and yelled for them to stop being loud and hopping all over the room they reacted like I was out of place…had had it with being ignored…they have seldom ever heard Ms. P raise her voice. Thursday they will be getting a visit from the principal on their poor behavour.
The seventh grade started with another new math teacher today. The original math teacher passed away in January…the following two quit…yeah, a spunky group…they are my favorites after being their aide all last year, but man…they are tough on teachers they decide they don’t like. Have to say, this new one seems like she may last, she was stern with them, told them one strike and they were at the office…she would not tolerate their antics…maybe if the others had started that way they would have lasted.
The major plus of the day was getting one of my kiddos to sit and focus long enough to recite for me a personal narrative paper that was due days ago. I don’t mind writing for them as long as they tell me what to write….if that gets the work done some days…just tell me what to write…team work.
Tomorrow is a short day…I get off early…my brother and I are headed down to state to watch my niece’s team play basketball…not a big fan of basketball, but going to state is a big thing and it’s her senior year…so road tripping we go! Not so sure I’ve ever road tripped with my brother…should be interesting.
Besides that, a fairly dull day…dull is better than crappy!
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.