I had a dream last night that I got to work this morning and completely forgot how to do my job. In my dream, I was being observed and I couldn't find any of my papers, I forgot what subject I was supposed to be teaching, I confused the Specials schedule and forgot to take my kids to Art. A "nightmare." So when the alarm went off at 5:15, I was not ready to get up and go. Got to work around 6:30, a little less than an hour and a half before the kids arrive, feeling completely sick. By the time they started coming in the door about 7:45, I almost wanted to flee....
And then it was a great day! My class this year is night-and-day different than my class last year. That doesn't mean that I don't have a "the" child....One of my boys will need me to stay on top of him every moment. But that sort of thing I can handle. There's no posse, no gang, no insulting each other the moment they came in the door. My teambuilding activity this morning went off without a hitch. For the first time in the year, I'm not dreading going to work in the morning. It's a wonderful feeling.
"I get something out of them. When I feel down, I like to treat myself. Clothes never look any good, and food just makes me fatter, but shoes always fit." In Her Shoes ~Jennifer Weiner
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
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