It's been a month since I've last updated! It's been a pretty stressful interesting month. For starters my kid who had a mental breakdown came back to school. Well, she wasn't ready to be back at school quite yet. She had a moment (best way I can put it) in my classroom and it really had me on edge. I cried for about 30 minutes after it was all said and done. My 5th period kids handled the situation really well. They were terrified but they remained as calm as they could. We talked about it next class period and they were so sweet. Bless their hearts. She had another moment Monday and it was worse than what happened in my class. When I found out about it I was instantly drained. I just wanted to sit and cry. So I did what any normal person would do. I called my mom. She calmed me down as much as possible so I could make it through my class. The next day I had a kid in my room that was so upset by something that she was extremely tense and shaking. I also had a kid who said he was going home and take 5 Lortabs. Being the concerned teacher who was already on edge that I am I went to get the counselor. When I get to her office, the district psychologist is there. I knocked on the door. Dr. So and So shoos me away and says "Go away!" Naturally, this makes me go to West Jackson on her. Plus I hadn't read I Corinthians 13 that morning. Anyway, I digress. I tell Dr. Fancy Pants not to tell me to go away and that I'm an adult, not one of these children. She proceeds to tell me that she's in the middle of a session and to go away again. I told her again that I'm an adult and that she will not tell me to go away. I told the counselor that I needed to see her ASAP. Dr. Fancy Pants come out of the office trying to reprimand me as a child. I told her that I was an adult and will be talked to as such. If she could not address me as an adult then she shouldn't address me at all. We can talk adult to adult or not at all. She continued to talk to me in a condescending manner so I walked off. I heard her ask who I was and I went back to tell her that I was Miss Griffin. Insert boo boo face. She was at the school to "counsel" all people that were involved with the kid from earlier and I was next. Yeah, she ruined that. She sent her apologies my way and said I could call her if I needed to talk. Uh, why would I want to talk to her? I called on Jesus, then I called my momma. My momma came up to the school that day. Yes, I was stressed out for several days after all of that but don't come trying to help if you're going to be condescending. Even if I was a child, she shouldn't talk to a child that way. I ended up taking a mental health day to get myself together. I couldn't fully enjoy it because everybody's favorite administrator had someone call me 5 times concerning a child that had gotten suspended from school. If I didn't answer the phone the 1st 2 times you called I obviously didn't want to talk. I love my kids to pieces but I needed that break. Don't call me on my day off about something that could have been avoided had the kid did what he was supposed to do.
Well spring has definitely sprung at my school. The 1st day of spring was a good one! My kids were full fledged SILLY. OMG. They've been eating gerbil food because they thought it was trail mix. They told me which brand and flavor dog treats taste the best. Oh and did you know that it's ok to eat rabbit as long as it wasn't your pet? You can't have a pet rabbit or previously had one either. That's just weird. Tuesday was even better. There was a, uh, lover's quarrel in the courtyard that was just beyond nuts. Girls fighting over girls, boys wanting to be girls helping the girls fight, everybody just all over the place. Anyway, they get all the parents called to come get the girls and the parents had some things to say... LOUDLY. I was sitting at my desk while my kids were working. All of a sudden I heard all kinds of profane language. I jump up from my desk because I thought the girls had gotten back into it. Nope, it was a momma. She was going to whoop everybody's *** (her words). I promptly went back in my classroom and locked the door. She wasn't coming over to Room 300! Random exciting events like this continued to happen the rest of the week.
Today, my repeaters were especially silly, if that's any different than normal. Somehow the subject of hygiene came up while they were working on their subject verb agreement activity. I was telling them that they have to wash because nobody wanted to smell them. I continued to say that if you're heavier than most you have to move stuff around and wash under stuff. Sometimes you even have to put deodorant in places other than your armpits. During this conversation a kid leans over to a chubby kid and tells him, "Ay, when you get out the tub make sure you lift up your man boobs and put some deodorant under there." LOL. Now y'all may be wondering why I'm laughing but you have to know these 2. They fuss like this all day everyday. They're 2 peas in a pod. If they're separated, they're sick. They have to be in each other's face all the time. It was just so random that it made me laugh. Then once everybody got settled the same kid caught something and just jumped up and started dancing. There was no music. He just got up and started jigging. All I could do was watch in utter confusion. I missed what happened. It did make me giggle.
My other classes are writing essays. One kid wanted to know how to spell drastic. I told her to look in the dictionary. She does that with no luck. I ask her if she was looking in the dra's and she had this puzzled look on her face.
Kid: "Look in the Ds for drastic?"
Me: "Yes, it's spelled drastic."
Kid: "Oh... I was looking in the Js."
Me: "For Jurassic huh?"
Kid: "Yeah."
I don't what's more sad. The fact that I knew where she was going with that or the fact that she thought drastic was spelled with a J. Another kid asked if Oklahoma was a state or a college. This is our future! 8 more Mondays people, 8 more Mondays.
