January 23, 2018

1. Two weeks ago I was totally on the Spring Semester is waaayyyy better than Fall Semester train because it's basically like a countdown to summer...duh! This was after I had been a Fall Semester trooper for life. Now, I see I should stick to my guns because Spring Semester is t.rash! I've had three meetings that have overwhelmed and overworked me just by highlighting future events. Fall Semester is all about getting acclimated, fun sporting events, coloring, holidays, food, decorating and getting ready for Winter Break. Spring is testing, observations, getting things ready for testing, interventions, etc. Basically a bunch of stuff holding you hostage until Summer. Fall will forever be my favorite semester. I'm sorry I ever turned my back on you.

1a. Not to harp on things but OMG Spring is the worst. You hate all the kids, even the ones you like. The ones that hate you really extra hate you and the ones that like you cling to you like lint. A terrible time.

1b. Then, January is long. February is longer. After that is smoother sailing but each month is at least 80 days!

1c. The sick children in the Spring Semester. Sneezing, sniffling, cold and flu-ing, allergies. The disgust!

2. After overhearing the new girl conversations...I must ask why when we move to new environments do we reinvent ourselves by making elaborate stories? The new girl was abandoned by her mother, ran away from her, lived with her grandmother, her dad, was in foster care then ran away, has been adopted and wants to go to Amsterdam to smoke with her friends that she met while living this crazy life...All 15 years of it.

2a. The kids were eating it up. I'm like you fools. None of that makes any sense but ok cool enjoy story time.

2b. She told this story all in one class period. So just when I thought it wouldn't get crazier the story took another turn.

2c. My habitual liars found each other, too. The new girl is friends with my student that had a whole narrative about an imaginary family member being murdered in a case of mistaken identity.

2d. I blame hot Cheetos for messing up their minds.

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