Grocery Madness

Today I was shopping at the grocery store, and I got blatantly checked out.

The funny thing is, I didn't have work today (Happy New Year to the Jewish folk out there!), so I was totally lazy and unshowered, and perhaps wearing the same t-shirt that I wore last night at yoga (perhaps, said t-shirt had been on since said yoga . . . I plead the fifth). So my dirty, unshowered, hair piled-up-on-the-top-of-my-head-to-(poorly)-disguise-the-dirtiness-of-my-hair-do self got checked out.

There's no accounting for taste.

Recognition

I know, two posts in one day. Try not to get too excited.

So, as mentioned before, my year is going great. Almost too good to be true. I know that this cannot possibly last. There is a student who may be moving from middle school to high school next year that all the teachers regard with a shudder. You know, that kid. I will have a spot open next year, so I've already resigned myself to the fact that I'm going to get him.

I was mentioning this fact to one of my teacher friends, one who has been there waayy longer than my five years.

She looked at me and said, "you know what? If he came to your room, you'd have no problems with him. You would get him under control in no time."

This comment meant a lot to me. It's funny, I've had a few other kids that I dreaded getting because of behavior problems, and they turned out to be some of my favorites and rarely causing any trouble.

It's nice to get recognized for my efforts.

Not that I'm in any hurry to change my dream of a classroom. Let's save that particular challenge for next year, okay?

Kickin' Back

Last week I had some visitors to my classroom to take a look at one of my students. They provide services to my student with visual impairments. After observing Morning Meeting, a toileting crisis, and a frantic trip to the nurses office to treat a possibly infectious skin disease, I came to talk to them, exhausted and running out of steam. It was 10:00 in the morning.

One of the visitors looked at me and said (with great enthusiasm and utter sincerity), "don't you just love your job?"

And it's true, I really do.

My class this year is amazing. Amazing. Out of my six students, I had two graduates last year. One of them I was heartbroken to see go (but I'm taking him out to lunch on Sunday, can't wait!). That left room for two new ones to come in. And they are fantastic.

I can hardly believe my luck this year; great staff, amazing kids, and for the first time ever, no behavior problems.

It's almost too good to be true. So for now, I'm just going to kick back and enjoy the ride.

Where the Heart Is

Home.

It's the little things in life that make me happy.

As I was driving on some back road to my new condo (it's been three months but it still feels like new), I passed a certain street and I all of the sudden I knew I was entering home.

It was the first time that I really thought of my neighborhood, the entire area, as home, and it made me smile.

It's the little things.

:-)


(Oh yeah, and I am no longer going to comment on when I post and how often and how long it's been. I'm just going to post when I feel like it.)