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Friday, September 17, 2010

Dun-dun-dun!!

Yes, folks, don't bother to check your calendars, it is the dreaded *gasp* week six of school. But first, some writing happies...

Here, here,and here. Now, the interview was fun--and I answered the questions about "Truth" a little differently than I did in the last interview, so that was neat. And as for the others? You may notice the date stamp on them is, well, a little 'previous' to the moment--it's not that I don't get excited about these things (oh, believe me, I TOTALLY do!) it's just that, well, life gets funky in between them, doesn't it?

(Speaking of funky, I went to the optometrists to get sized for new glasses yesterday. When I got there, I realized that instead of going to 1680 East Roseville Parkway, I'd gone to 1660 East Rosevile Parkway, and ended up at Mental Health. Since, uhm, I was heading to optometry because, yanno, I couldn't see that well in the first place, I thought there was a joke here somewhere... couldn't put my finger on it, cause it was squirmy, but, yanno, I can feel it laughing at me, right?)

Oh yeah-- and our daycare provider moved. Now, this would not be a big deal (because she moved in the area) if it were not for the fact that i had just gotten a stern talking to from my principal about skating in by the skin of my ass for four days running. Now the four days running thing was sort of a mix of my own tardiness and a PHENOMENAL run of bad luck--seriously, on one of those days, I left ten minutes earlier, because I was tired of being late, and arrived at work thirty SECONDS earlier, because sometimes, the traffic gods spit on your head as you watch. Anyway, I was totally freaked out, because I had visions of just motoring to the old place and then realizing that I had to go cross town again to drop Squish off, so I wrote all over my arm in permanent marker to remind myself. It worked--but it's been a while since I've done that. I guess the old tricks really ARE the best tricks, right?

My students are still WAY better than last years kids. I've sent two referrals--both of them from kids daring me to send them. I'm like, "Groovy. Get. Out." It's weird how six weeks makes a kid think that my giving instructions is a violation of HIS right to talk. Not sure where that comes from, but I hope I beat it out of my own children before they hit high school, because otherwise I have NOT done my job!

And in other news, Squish's plan for world domination continues apace-- yesterday, her daycare lady told me, "She's a lot of fun at clean-up time. She'll tell us exACTLY what we're supposed to do to clean up. She'll stand in the middle of a room and tell people what to pick up and how to clean the room. She doesn't help. She just supervises."

I nodded my head, understanding completely. "You know," I told Brenda, "she backseat drives."

"That doesn't surprise me even a little," Brenda said dryly. I can't wait until this kid hits public school!

Oh yeah-- and Chicken had her bts night. I got to meet all her teachers, and I was pleased to find that all my predictions came true--Chickens reward for all her hard work to get into the hard classes is that her teachers all have a sense of humor. She's exhausted this year (her schedule is all science and honors English and AP history and Pre-Cal/Trig) but she's also really happy. Her teachers are all rooting for her (because she wasn't tracked, it took them a while to recognize her inner honor student, but I think it's occurred to them that she's sort of kick-ass, and that makes me proud) and, well, her soccer coach has even said that she's smiling a lot more these days. Go Chicken! Mastery of adolescence in progress!

And that leads us to week six... the hardest week... the most exhausting week... I must say it's living up to it's hype, but I'm going to have to leave it at that--otherwise, I'll be late for work!

8 comments:

KnitTech said...

Who are you? And what did you do to our beloved Amy?!

Seriously, sounds like a good crop of kids this year... I hope it stays.

Roxie said...

It really is the kids. One year you are teacher of the century, and the next year, you are puppy poo, and it's just the kids.You are the same capable, funny, dedicated inspiring human being from one year to the next, but some years you get a class full of Charles Manson, and the next year it's all Johhny B Goode. Thank Dog your Charles Manson year is behind you!!

Chris said...

Sounds like your quarter (and Chicken's quarter) are going well! Yay!!

Louiz said...

Sounds like you're in a better place than this time last year:)

Anonymous said...

Roxie is right...It is a yearly crap shoot....

grammy

Anonymous said...

roxie is right...this is a crap shoot...you win some and you lose some...this is YOUR YEAR

Grammy

DecRaink said...

sounds like a great start to the school year! Lucky you! lol

Donna Lee said...

Go Chicken! It is the coolest thing ever to see our children hit their strides and move toward the stars. Make your heart swell and your eyes tear (well, mine do)

I am so glad you got some good kids. It'll be nice to be appreciated for the terrific teacher you are. So, Go You!