Here comes the truck......

[kombinant]

Well, I'm officially a graduate of Williamstown High School and here comes the dump truck with my truckload of stuff happening. I go up to the hospital for a check-up of my lap-band thing; then about a week later, I go up again to schedule/find out when i get to have my surgery( which will leave me on crutches for 6 months); and I'd like to get a

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[kirinin]

You are totally OK for complaint! Hope the surgery goes well; it's too bad you'll be on crutches when the new school year starts. Or did you mean by 'in one year' that you'll be taking a year off?

-K

[kombinant]

No, I'll be toughing it out the first half of the term, but that doesn't mean I'm totally prepared for the surgery, but(as my mother says)it'll improve my quality of life...... so let it come..... *cringes*

[kirinin]

*offers you long-distance hugs*

-K

[kirinin]

I did my first student-teaching in a wheelchair. A serious pain, but it can be done.

-K

[kombinant]

May I inquire to the circumstances?

[kirinin]

Martial arts, the source of all my woes, it would seem! I was learning how to execute a particularly tricky, mid-air double-kick. The young first-degree black belt who was helping me was very low on the totem pole, and likely did not yet understand how to instruct

[kombinant]

That's incredible! Not the sprain thing but your students' reaction!

[kirinin]

I think everyone enjoys feeling important. Having a helper of the day who got to do all the cool teacher-y stuff was fun for them. I think that's also one of the most involved classes I've ever had - we really learned together, without the usual artificial separation between teacher and student. Sometimes this year I felt that with my eighth-graders - like we were learning together rather than separately. :)

As it should be, but seldom happens. :)

-K