Well, it is now a reality for me......I can not give plasma. Unbelievable!! I will continue to do the arm work outs, nothing like a couple push ups during your day. That and the fact that there are no PT jobs around here. I will give that one more shot this month.
Things continue to go well with teaching. I gave each class a warning about the end of the trimester coming in four weeks. Yup, no one listened. We finished water colors last week, there are some good young artists in the crowd. The last trimester will be great, I will know what is going to happen and when. What a learning curve. I have held many jobs, at many levels and this is one of the more taxing jobs to hold. I have stood on a ladder for 12 hours and had more energy at the end of the day, but when I get home from school my ass has been kicked. Love it!
I can see this month moving so fast. I have it broken down, because of a three day weekend right in the middle. That and new kids next month. My students are funny, I tell them that I do not lie and they laugh. I ask them when I have lied to them, one kid says that I have said that I like every student....I said that was true, each one of you I want in my class. That almost sunk in with her.
Still struggling with not being able to be in Minnesota for certain things, like a friend that is going through a real difficult time right now and the little things like last minute calls for a drink. I am in such a better place than I was before, probably because I am starting to understand that Minnesota is not in my near future. What is a boy to do?
So, my language arts class...the one I write about not listening to me. They are so funny, and want to know more about me. I am good at keeping it in the arena of little things. During the first trimester of school I put a picture on the wall by my desk of my girlfriend. They asked her name, and I told them I called her Honey. So, they still ask about my girlfriend and they wanted to know her name - it is Kate. I wasn't lying. The kids must not know who Kate Hudson is, because it is as clear as day. Half of them think it is really my girlfriend, they are a riot. The picture is up because it was part of an art assignment - fyi. They ask if I am going to send her anything for VDay. Do not worry I have started to tell them that the picture is of a movie star, but they do not want to listen to that part of the story. With all of the crap these kids go through they are just looking for a happy ending. One student, in the sixth grade, said he had been through three divorces already. I did not know what to say, I just sat there and felt like I had been sucker punched. Be thankful.
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