Yah so, Let's see. A student actually inspired me by playing me a video of the scene with the song from Tangled movie where she does a ton of chores and tasks and hobbies and organizes everything. I joked that she had ADHD and was on Adderall. So I really got on with it when I came home and got stuff together to sell and put price tags on things (books, records, jacket, boots, posters...) and looked up LP prices and cleaned and made notations in our log book and printed labels, etcetera, etcetera. Tried to use a stain cleaning pen on the free chairs so they looked nicer and went through the Christmas stuff bag... Finished wrapping up Amtrak T-shirt for Uncle Wolf and little kid's Amtrak train conductor classic outfit for nephew for an extra late birthday present. Cleaned the washer and dryer a little bit and Steve helped hang up some Xmas lights I found in the laundry room. They look cool. I love Christmas lights so much, I should go buy some so it's more cheery around here during Winter Time to help escape the Winter Time Blues. Steve brought home Little Caesar's and we watched South Park which was very political satire and then Broad City which was very funny.
Wildfires: terrifying.
Gun violence: continuing.
Sexism: ongoing (but #MeToo is Time Magazine's 'Person of the Year'.)
I should write more about work because I don't really mean for this to turn into my diary of only personal stuff. I had an opportunity and I took it to sit at a desk and use a PC to finally look through almost two months of unread e-mails (you are supposed to be checking your email everyday, which I was never able to do comfortably last year without getting nasty looks or weird comments, because I was supposed to be staring at my student every second of the day from 6:30 on...[I'm being a little sarcastic] and I can do it here so I should get in the habit of doing it.) And then after the buses left early we are scheduled to have time for conference or study, and I watched some TED talks on education while I went through the deleted e-mails and replied to some and printed out one important one I had archived that was from the principal and re-iterated that classified staff are supposed to have breaks and need to take our breaks, G-dammit. I found out that I missed a few free yoga classes, and some yummy food on sale, and a concert by a band that the band teacher and one of the vice principals play together in! So really, you can miss out if you skip the emails. Honestly, it was mostly stuff that was not vital to me.
However, I should really take one of the CPR/First Aid classes that are offered for staff, and get my flu shot, and take more online classes. And attend the information session next week about how to get more training to possibly become a teacher or a licensed sub (make more money and get to do more teaching). I am trying to be really observant when I remember to, of the classroom teachers to see what kind of questions they ask the class to answer and when they lead and guide them in certain directions where they are going, I suspect that some of it is right from the instructor's discussion guide, like the notes in the margins of the teacher's editions, but a lot of it is from instinct and just teaching experience. I have noticed that when I sometimes interject something to contribute that they will almost seamlessly repeat what I said without acknowledging me, and other times I am totally ignored. So I feel overall that I am doing what I should be doing most of the time. I feel less out of water here and now than I did in the other classroom. Although after I was transferred after Spring Break I was really happy in that class, except for the rotating teacher subs...so I really should just admit that my old teacher had a problem and it really wasn't me but her. Durrr. So. Peace and Love.
P.S. I said something pretty deadpan sarcastic today about how we teachers would eat all the cookies the kids baked to teach the lesson that life isn't fair and one kid (who is sometimes nice but sometimes a total ass) looked at me in surprise and exclaimed that he didn't know I was so smart. I thought Huh. So that's all it took to impress this kid. Be my own sarcastic self. Teenagers are weird. I miss working with the little kids sometimes. Seriously. Peace.
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