My Day in Hell
I won't concern you with the details of the first day. Suffice it to say that it just sucked. Altogether: SUCKED. That's really all I need to say to convey my feelings on the first day, but I'll elaborate slightly.
1. When I got to school I had a roster of 27 kids. That is NOT cool. At all. There were a couple of kids floating around and no one knew where they belonged because none of us had updated rosters. This is what happens when parents don't actually register like they're supposed to do. Jerks. We finally made it to the classroom around 8:30 or so. That's not counting EATING breakfast. Yuck. While trying to navigate the chaos Mrs. Burton brought me ANOTHER student! That gives me 29! I was NOT impressed. She reassured me that the other two were blessed with the same class sizes. Un-Be-Lievable! It's crazy enough to want 5K students to read . . . but then give us that many in a mobile and think we'll get anything accomplished? Someone, somewhere in that District Office, must be smoking lots and lots of pot! Anyway, whatever. About halfway through the day Ms. Schofield came by and claimed on of my students. Yay! Down to 28 on the roster. One was absent. That still left 27. BooHiss.
2. My assistant is great and is dying to help in any way I ask her. However, when it comes to the nit-picky morning routines, she does not have a system. As much as I bitched about Mrs. Latimer, I don't know what I would have done without her on that first day. She had her own system and she utilized it, leaving me free to interact with the children. This year there was much confusion and hand-holding as I navigated the morning/first day business. Of course she wouldn't have minded, but it would have taken as much, if not MORE time to tell her what to do. So I got everything sent home and all of the kids got breakfast, lunch, activityy, recess, and home. Mission Accomplished.
3. I was very annoyed that the OTHER assistants threw something off at dismissal. First we didn't leave at the time we usually do. Okay. That's one. THEN Blakely's "shadow" took her front circle kids without me. Then Schofield left for West End before I was ready. For all the bitching and details I can throw in, I can leave it as simply: The assistants fucked up (except mine this time).
Okay, I'm sleepy so I'll give it up for the night.
When I came home I had a long HOT bath and hammered a cosmo. Now I'm dead tired and can barely keep my eyes open. Tomorrow is a new day. I hope it's better than today!