Warning to all current or future substitute teachers:

Beware!  If your child, your neighbors child, your niece, your nephew, your grandchild, or any child in attendance at the school you'll be subbing at tells you that Mrs. X's class is the worst class in the whole school, BELIEVE IT!  Don't even bother making polite Christian noises about how no one group of people can be that bad, etc., etc.

Yes, folks, yesterday I had the class from hell.  I, who don't approve of teachers screaming at kids, was one octave below screaming continuously all day.  I came home with one hell of a headache -an aggravation headache.  By the afternoon I had already written a student up and sent him to the Vice-Principal's office.  After lunch I managed to tame most of the beasts.  The children freely admitted that their teacher had already written up thirteen of 20 children in the class.

I like to think I handled things well.  I can't be sure, but I think so.  If only they hadn't given me that headache, it wouldn't have been too awful a day.  I'm seriously considering going back to school so that I could teach full time.  I'm not committing to that yet, but it could happen.  There's a real teacher shortage here and there are all kinds of financial aid for potential teachers. 

Well, I'm off to Mass.  Catch ya later.

I've been too busy to breathe...

in between harboring a 3 or 4 day sinus/tension headache.  It starts out as sinus and by the time the morning is fading it becomes a tension headache from walking around stiff-necked trying not to move my aching head.  I had hubby step on my back a little on Saturday that helped some.

I served as a teacher's aid in Pre-K yesterday.  Three and Four year olds are a breeze.  They come to school, eat breakfast, so the pledge, read a story, do the calendar, get assigned "jobs", do a craft, go to lunch, watch a movie (or go outside when it's not raining), take a two hour nap, eat a snack, pack up their back packs and go home.  The worst part of the whole day was unloading them from their cars in the morning (in the rain and humidity) and loading them into their cars in the rain in the afternoon.  My hair looked like crap yesterday.

If I don't get called in within the next half hour, I'm going to the transmission shop for my one week check-up.  While I'm there they'll have to run a diagnostic to see why the check engine light is on again.  When it rains, it pours.

WHAT, WHAT, WHAT is the deal with the post office?  Schools were open yesterday, the public library was open yesterday, the stores were open.  I think even our bank was open, but the post office?  CLOSED.  Why is Columbus Day a great big holiday for postal workers and not the rest of us?  Are we not American?  Do we not bleed red, white, and blue?  Do we not snore the star spangled banner?  OKAY, OKAY, I AM being ridiculous, but when one has bills that they waited until the last minute to mail...

TODAY

*****SOBBING*****

I already miss my sweet little kindergartners!!!!!!!

Three straight days with the same class.  We've already bonded.

Tomorrow I'm teaching 1st grade.  Friday I'm teaching 3rd, 4th, and 5th -It's called Project child.  They switch classes on and off all day.  I'll be teaching science.

I'm exhausted.  My kingdom for a foot rub.     But it's a good kind of exhaustion (what the hell does that mean anyway?  LOL)

In Case You've been wondering, I've moved...

Okay, just kidding. It's WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY too cold up there. And, after all, this many hurricanes so early in the year IS a fluke (it IS a fluke, ISN'T it? Please say it's a fluke.)

I've just been real busy this week teaching. Last week I had a very wonderful friend succomb to cancer. I know she suffers no more, but it was still tough on me. Yesterday I was depressed that it was my mom's birthday and I can't even send a card or gift or call her because of the gosh-awful problems we have.

I'm okay today. I'm thrilled to be teaching Kindergarten this week. The first day was a little tough, but by the second day I was adjusted to repeating myself 40,000 times and became just slightly more firm. Also, by the second day you know which kids you have to watch.

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