Wednesday, March 10, 2010

"and the worst part of my day is someone couldn't conjugate a verb!"

Which is why it's good for me to have regular ed buddies with whom to share my stories, and reged buddies to come hang with us.

Today found a bunch of Sunshines with somebody having put something in their collective cheerios, and by the end of the day they were just going for shock value. Luckily, I can't be shocked easily. (Which is shocking, considering my unbelievably innocent childhood.) We got through it, and tomorrow we'll need some sort of a change, although just what that is remains to be discovered. But cries for attention happen for a reason, and so attention shall be given... as soon as I figure out just what it is they're trying to get me to notice about them.

Still, amidst the mayhem, I cannot imagine having any other job but this. While a vacation in an purely academic classroom might be welcome every so often, I do love the challenges our world brings.

3 comments:

Traveling Jones said...

My gened is your alted.

Today was a good day with my testosterone-laced class (26 boys, 7 girls). They are always spazzy, but today they got me to laugh. Someone dropped an f-bomb, so I reminded them that there were no f-bombs in class. So another one mentioned f-grendades. For the rest of class, they were all talking about f-grenades. Even I had to admit it was funny. (They are often funny, I just don't always admit it.)

The Buck Shoots Here said...
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The Buck Shoots Here said...

And that's the difference between my alted and yours... I get to admit they're funny, but then remind them it's not the sort of funny that works in schools.