Blah freakin' blah
I feel like crap right now. I'm still not over my cold, even though I slept from about 9:30 until 6:30 this morning I'm exhausted, and I'm irritated. This kid in my class won't stop crying/whining and it's annoying. The assistant director asked me to come in early tomorrow (at 8:30 instead of 9) and I said fine. Later on she asked if I can work in one of the pre-k classes.
Eunice who works in the toddler room next to mine was supposed to, but one of her parents was bitching and whining to Lorraine about it. The thing is, this parent seems to think that the only time her little crying screaming child is upset is when Eunice isn't there. So guess what? I get to be in the pre-k class.
Just last Thursday and Friday I was in one of the preschool classrooms and then again now. I can't stay in my classroom with my kids for one week without being pulled into another room. I know that part of having a job is being flexible but this is ridiculous. Ora is too damn scared to do art because with the age we work with, we need to help them a little so they don't try to eat the paint or put the sand we use to decorate in their mouth or suck on the markers. Because at this age they love to put absolutely everything in their mouth. And she hates mess - yeah I know why work with kids if you can't handle getting a little messy.
Friday I have the day off for three different doctor appointments. There's a new kid starting in my room on Monday so I need to get things ready for him, like his cubby and other things like that. And since the theme changes for each month, we need to change things for that too. Today I flat out told Ora she needed to do some art with the kids tomorrow. Then Thursday that means I need to finish everything because god forbid my co-teacher does anything helpful. I'm tired of getting moved around like that. And three of my kids that have been in my room forever and who I care about dearly, are moving up to the two year old room starting Monday. So I'm pissed I can't spend their last few days with them. Blah.
Time to make dinner. Tell me something to cheer me up.
Eunice who works in the toddler room next to mine was supposed to, but one of her parents was bitching and whining to Lorraine about it. The thing is, this parent seems to think that the only time her little crying screaming child is upset is when Eunice isn't there. So guess what? I get to be in the pre-k class.
Just last Thursday and Friday I was in one of the preschool classrooms and then again now. I can't stay in my classroom with my kids for one week without being pulled into another room. I know that part of having a job is being flexible but this is ridiculous. Ora is too damn scared to do art because with the age we work with, we need to help them a little so they don't try to eat the paint or put the sand we use to decorate in their mouth or suck on the markers. Because at this age they love to put absolutely everything in their mouth. And she hates mess - yeah I know why work with kids if you can't handle getting a little messy.
Friday I have the day off for three different doctor appointments. There's a new kid starting in my room on Monday so I need to get things ready for him, like his cubby and other things like that. And since the theme changes for each month, we need to change things for that too. Today I flat out told Ora she needed to do some art with the kids tomorrow. Then Thursday that means I need to finish everything because god forbid my co-teacher does anything helpful. I'm tired of getting moved around like that. And three of my kids that have been in my room forever and who I care about dearly, are moving up to the two year old room starting Monday. So I'm pissed I can't spend their last few days with them. Blah.
Time to make dinner. Tell me something to cheer me up.