Oh.my.gosh, is it really Thanksgiving already?? Hard to believe we have been in school for 16 weeks...that is FOUR months...good lord I hope they have learned something in that time. Anyway, this week was filled with anticipation of my trip home, duh, how could it not? However, I am probably lucky that my kids are too young to comprehend the concept of not coming to school for a week because that might have made them even MORE crazy...sometimes I find it hard to believe that is even possible though.
One of my students, the infamous one who gets the majority of space in my posts, was sent to a facility on Monday to be tested mentally and behaviorally. This is so good for him, and me, but I'm trying hard not to be selfish. Not surprisingly, while he was gone I missed him. Actually, I feel really bad for him. He is six years old and was sent to a place for two weeks without anyone he knows or anything that is familiar to him....six years old. I have to remind myself that it will be good for him and his family and the school because now we have an outlet to go to so his problems don't continue.
We learned about Thanksgiving this week...pretty minimally because I'm a terrible teacher and my kids still think Americans were the first ones in America and that the Mayflower is just that, a flower. But...so be it. Social studies doesn't happen until the end of the day when our attention spans are at their witts end.
Interesting side one, the other day my favorite little boy says, "Ms. Ward, you look like Little Bo Peep." I was like, WHAT ON EARTH!?! But then he says, "with that thing in your hair (I was wearing a ribbon) and holding that stick (I had the behavior stick in my hand)." I was like, OMG this is ridic, but at the same time, he made a really great connection!
On Friday's I spend the hour of centers doing testing, checking to see if they learned the letters of the week and checking to see how many sight words they know. Well, I was doing the sight words test with a student and he only had two more flashcards to go before he would have had 100% and all of a sudden he was throwing up on the floor 8 inches from me. Ugh.....puke....can't handle it. I did what a normal person would do....I looked away with a horrific look on my face. WTF, I haven't been briefed in this...what do I do?!?!? Anyway, he kept throwing up, I got the garbage can and gave it to him and tried to get him out of the room. The other kids are sitting on the rug mouths agape. At least they weren't screaming (like I wanted to). I don't know why but loose teeth are not that gross to me...but the smell of puke is really what sends me overboard. Anywho, the janitor came in and cleaned it up before I got back in the room, THANK GOODNESS. But then I realized that two days prior his older sister threw up in line for the bathroom in the morning. Ugh...IF.I.GET.THE.FLU.24.HOURS.BEFORE.I.AM.FLYING.HOME........
Buttttttttt, my immune system is that of a rock and I haven't gotten sick all year, despite being sneezed on and coughed on more times than I could count. So....Friday after school my friend and I headed to Jackson to stay with Mike and Gretchen. Or, just Gretchen because Mike was off hunting. No worries, my car made it even with the "malfunction indicator" light on. However, I gave Lois my GPS for the week to maneuver around Memphis and I got myself incredibly lost in the backroads of Madison....UGH, my directionally over-confident self did not consider that fact that it would be dark and landmarks are damn near impossible to find in the dark. UGH...a detour through Jackson was all we needed I guess.
Okay, so since this is after the fact, I'll just say that my flights were good. In fact, I was in the Jackson airport at 7 a.m. only to find out that a friend of mine was on the same flight as I was to Detroit only to catch a connecting flight. So, at least I had someone to keep me occupied in the airport and on the plane (the 9th grader sitting next to me wasn't terribly talkative and when he was he would always call me ma'am)....we grabbed a quick lunch at Chili's in Detroit and got to our gates in time to board, it was perfect! AND, the guy that I was sitting next to on the flight to MSP showed me videos of the underwater dives he had done, oh.my.gosh they were amazing. I'm not sure I would be thrilled over the fact that three stingrays are brushing up against me on the bottom of the ocean, but the videos were amazing none the less. He makes me laugh because I felt like I was getting words of wisdom from a 75 year old man about how to 'go until the wheels fall off." I LOVE meeting fun people on planes!
Sara basically did a drive by and I jumped in the car with all of my stuff. We screamed, people stared, get over it, I haven't been back in 5 months! And now I'm in Winona with no snow but plenty of cold. Bahh. But, we celebrated Cassie's 21st birthday last night (only 4+ months later!!). Ask her how many miles she has run this week. It's like running from Amboy to Beauford. Fa real! Gotta jet...going to TARGETTTTTTTTT!!! Ah, lovin'.my.life.
Happy Turkey day, gobble, gobble!
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