Another Day, Another Dollar

I am looking around the room ... one girl is spinning in circles as though she is a human helicopter; one student snuggling with the bunny; another trying to play "Don't Stop Believin'" on the keyboard; three playing Free Rider on the computer; two lip singing to "Carry On My Wayward Son" by Kansas; and another group playing with Legos. Yet another just asked me to use the phone so she could thank her mom for bringing her lunch. Kids are strangely interesting.

Earlier this week, another teacher was talking with me about a prospective future student. This student stated that she wanted to be in my class next year and her current teacher inquired why. The student's response: "because Becky let's her kids do whatever they want".

Quite a reputation I have.

They Drive Me Crazy

Tuesdays are our "big long day together" -- no breaks, no excuse to go out into the community, and no specials. Tuesdays are rough; and today is no exception. Exhaustion Day 2.

A Dedication to the Peregrine Falcons however, change "she" to "they"

Time Flies!

Only four and a half more days until Holiday Break and I couldn't be more ready.
I am drained -- emotionally mostly. Being a teacher is hard ... wonderfully hard.

When I used to work at a medical records clerk, or patient care clerk, or during my several years as a secretary/receptionist, I would feel drained at the end of the day. I would be grouchy about something that happened at work -- a rude patient/co-worker, or the never-ending office drama.

But, these days -- I go home exhausted, but it is a different kind of exhaustion; and I can't quite put my finger on what is different -- other than I get to spend the day with 9-12 year olds who make me smile.

For example, today during our trek back from music -- two of my students sang "Don't Stop Believen" by Journey at the top of their lungs -- and not just the chorus -- they new the whole song.