wednesday mornings
Today began my dreaded wednesday mornings. no joke. i dread wednedays. why wednesdays you may ask. I shall explain.
So i wake up with that sick feeling that i've overslept. you know when you wake up and without looking at the clock that its not going to be pretty when you do? Sure enough i look at the clock at its 8:45. 8:45 over summer may seem early to you people but to me it meant I WAS LATE. LATE LATE LATE. as in i was supposed to be at church ten minutes ago. so run around like a mad woman brushing my teeth throwing my hair up (one advantage to short hair now, i can just throw it up in a pony and it looks absolutely fine) and putting on soffies with a baggie tshirt i bought in hawaii (that incidentally adam sandler wore in 50 first dates. i got it from an actual surf shop...moving on.) So by the time i get to church its 8:55. what i am doing at church is teaching kids while their mommies have their adult bible study. So there are all these k and 1st graders in my classroom and im late and ugh such shame.
well this is my second week doing it. it turns out one of my helpers is "learning disabled" so i was told. somehow i dont think this has anything to do with like day to day activities? I dont know maybe it does. anyone it causes her to question me all the time on when we are going outside lalalala and such and it brings her maturity wise down to about a 10 year old. this sounds to be more like mentally disabled to me but i dont know. anyway 10 year old is like 5th grade? we have teachers TEACHING 5th grade she should NOT be helping. so i have one of my helpers at the maturity level of a fifth grader, another good helper, and three boy helpers. the boy helpers cause more trouble than they do help. they just lead to the overall roudyness of the classroom. lots of times THEY are the ones being loud. AND then if this is not enough, i have a first grader with severe ADHD. im not talking about your normal wont pay attention stuff no im talking more than that. He wont do anything and he brings down the rest of the class. at one point he "runs away" out the door. i of course catch up to him (come on im like eight times his size!) and stop him. he grabs on the fence and wont move. this is how our conversation goes:
"you dont have to play games, and you dont have to color, but you DO HAVE to stay in the classroom."
"I dont want to."
"I dont care."
"I hate you. i hate this school. i hate everything."
"thats nice you can hate me if you want to. i dont care. but you do have to stay inside." (this was NOt the answer he is expected)
"You cant tell me what to do."
"yes i can"
to which the little brat procedes to HIT ME. yes the little kid HITS ME."
"look at me. ***** look at me (no not cussing, im saying his name) we DO NOT hit people." to which he procedes to HIT ME AGAIN.
"listen we are going inside, you dont get snack time sinec you wouldnt wash your hands anyway, you are sitting in a corner, and lets go NOW."
" i hate you."
"okay."
and that is how that went. you can probbaly guess how the rest of the day went from that. i was a camp counselor for toooo many years for someone wanting to go home or hating me to phase me. the kids really dont hate you they just hate the situation they are in, and my adults crumble when kids say they hate you, or teenagers, but i dont even care! But seriously if you have that much of a problem you should NOT be bringing your kid to this. I have 12 other kids to watch and i am not TRAINED to be watching a kid who needs special attention and is going ot be trying to run away all the time. and my helpers are worthless. case in point.
little ***** grabs a balloon and proceeds to run around the classroom. my helpers proceed to CHASE HIM yelling at him to give them the balloon. I was like oh my goodness people...dont chase him and he wont run! easy as that! you dont even have had to take psych 101 to know that! its basic knowledge. so these boys go: really? Sure enough within a minute he was bored cause no one was chasing him and he stopped running.
and so that is why i hate wednesday mornings. only seven more weeks. it does make for some funny stories though.
well friday morning at 5:30 am i leave for lake powell!! i am sooo so so so so so excited!!!!!! :-).
ashely d. and i were discussing the cuteness of the guys going on this trip. oh they are cute. so cute. ahhh. and some of them are going to school in chicago (wheaton, moody, u chicago) so i am very excited i will already know people! Besides you my lj community of northwestern people who have managed to stick around to the end of this entry. I bought a new swimsuit just for this trip. yay. and it was cheap at ross. well i was working on my list of things to do and got distracted by lj so i need to go now and finish my list and then DO the things on my list! yay!
Oh i set up my doctors appt for my physical for northwestern, you should be so proud. i must have said a thousand times "physcial FOR COLLEGE AS IN SHOTS" and at the end they said okay 11:15 on tuesday for your sports physcial."noooooo. ah well! k bye!
So i wake up with that sick feeling that i've overslept. you know when you wake up and without looking at the clock that its not going to be pretty when you do? Sure enough i look at the clock at its 8:45. 8:45 over summer may seem early to you people but to me it meant I WAS LATE. LATE LATE LATE. as in i was supposed to be at church ten minutes ago. so run around like a mad woman brushing my teeth throwing my hair up (one advantage to short hair now, i can just throw it up in a pony and it looks absolutely fine) and putting on soffies with a baggie tshirt i bought in hawaii (that incidentally adam sandler wore in 50 first dates. i got it from an actual surf shop...moving on.) So by the time i get to church its 8:55. what i am doing at church is teaching kids while their mommies have their adult bible study. So there are all these k and 1st graders in my classroom and im late and ugh such shame.
well this is my second week doing it. it turns out one of my helpers is "learning disabled" so i was told. somehow i dont think this has anything to do with like day to day activities? I dont know maybe it does. anyone it causes her to question me all the time on when we are going outside lalalala and such and it brings her maturity wise down to about a 10 year old. this sounds to be more like mentally disabled to me but i dont know. anyway 10 year old is like 5th grade? we have teachers TEACHING 5th grade she should NOT be helping. so i have one of my helpers at the maturity level of a fifth grader, another good helper, and three boy helpers. the boy helpers cause more trouble than they do help. they just lead to the overall roudyness of the classroom. lots of times THEY are the ones being loud. AND then if this is not enough, i have a first grader with severe ADHD. im not talking about your normal wont pay attention stuff no im talking more than that. He wont do anything and he brings down the rest of the class. at one point he "runs away" out the door. i of course catch up to him (come on im like eight times his size!) and stop him. he grabs on the fence and wont move. this is how our conversation goes:
"you dont have to play games, and you dont have to color, but you DO HAVE to stay in the classroom."
"I dont want to."
"I dont care."
"I hate you. i hate this school. i hate everything."
"thats nice you can hate me if you want to. i dont care. but you do have to stay inside." (this was NOt the answer he is expected)
"You cant tell me what to do."
"yes i can"
to which the little brat procedes to HIT ME. yes the little kid HITS ME."
"look at me. ***** look at me (no not cussing, im saying his name) we DO NOT hit people." to which he procedes to HIT ME AGAIN.
"listen we are going inside, you dont get snack time sinec you wouldnt wash your hands anyway, you are sitting in a corner, and lets go NOW."
" i hate you."
"okay."
and that is how that went. you can probbaly guess how the rest of the day went from that. i was a camp counselor for toooo many years for someone wanting to go home or hating me to phase me. the kids really dont hate you they just hate the situation they are in, and my adults crumble when kids say they hate you, or teenagers, but i dont even care! But seriously if you have that much of a problem you should NOT be bringing your kid to this. I have 12 other kids to watch and i am not TRAINED to be watching a kid who needs special attention and is going ot be trying to run away all the time. and my helpers are worthless. case in point.
little ***** grabs a balloon and proceeds to run around the classroom. my helpers proceed to CHASE HIM yelling at him to give them the balloon. I was like oh my goodness people...dont chase him and he wont run! easy as that! you dont even have had to take psych 101 to know that! its basic knowledge. so these boys go: really? Sure enough within a minute he was bored cause no one was chasing him and he stopped running.
and so that is why i hate wednesday mornings. only seven more weeks. it does make for some funny stories though.
well friday morning at 5:30 am i leave for lake powell!! i am sooo so so so so so excited!!!!!! :-).
ashely d. and i were discussing the cuteness of the guys going on this trip. oh they are cute. so cute. ahhh. and some of them are going to school in chicago (wheaton, moody, u chicago) so i am very excited i will already know people! Besides you my lj community of northwestern people who have managed to stick around to the end of this entry. I bought a new swimsuit just for this trip. yay. and it was cheap at ross. well i was working on my list of things to do and got distracted by lj so i need to go now and finish my list and then DO the things on my list! yay!
Oh i set up my doctors appt for my physical for northwestern, you should be so proud. i must have said a thousand times "physcial FOR COLLEGE AS IN SHOTS" and at the end they said okay 11:15 on tuesday for your sports physcial."noooooo. ah well! k bye!