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Today I officially started my pre-practicum. I met my pre-practicum teacher at the UHS and she gave me some ground rules. She seems sweet. Let's see how it goes. I helped her give a test and I helped the students when they had doubts regarding the test. I was called 'teacher' several times by them, and at the end of class, some waved their hands and said 'bye teacher.' It's the first time I've been called a teacher by students from the secondary level. It was sweet, I liked the sound of it. I think I'm going to do fine with these ninth graders...except for one...I think he was checking me out.
I'm so exhausted. It's not fair. I'm been waking up at 4:30 and 5:00 am and I'll have to wake up early tomorrow to attend a class I don't even understand. If I had the opportunity to kill only one person...it'd be the physics professor. He's so full of it.
I'm so exhausted. It's not fair. I'm been waking up at 4:30 and 5:00 am and I'll have to wake up early tomorrow to attend a class I don't even understand. If I had the opportunity to kill only one person...it'd be the physics professor. He's so full of it.