How many times do I have to say it?! NO CLIMBING UP THE SLIDE!!!
One will never know true frustration until they are charged with the task of watching 60 kids and tending to their needs and troubling behavior. We’re just finishing the first week of the summer and we’re already having problems with the behavior of the kids. I’ve already picked a handful I adore. This handful accompanies a slew of kids whom I just want to kick in the shin and demand that they retreat to a corner to think about the pain. I tried my hardest to be nice and give warnings. Now the bitch is coming out of me and they’re really going to learn not to judge a counselor by the lack of a whistle. Yes. I’ve come to the deduction that wearing a whistle makes a counselor look like a bitch. Whatever. I threatened them today with no pool time and some extensive (but not abusive!) workouts for a punishment for lack of respect and the inability to understand what the word ‘silence’ means.
I’ve some positive experiences with some of the kids though. I’ve gotten ice nearly a dozen times for bumped heads, tied my fair share of shoes, and already dealt with quite a few tears.
The worst thing about my job is having to leave the kids at the end of the summer. I’m already attached, as some of them are to me.
I also have a new lust to report on. Not a crush, per say. A lust. The male counselor at my site. He just doesn’t give a fuck and is so relaxed. He’s got that quirky, humorous personality and beautiful eyes. So naturally, I want to push him into the storage closet when the kids aren’t looking.
There is a lack of ‘other news’ as all I do is work, which then results in sleep because 8 straight hours everyday in the Florida sun/heat is just exhausting. I’ve read a bit of Fowler’s today and I am captivated with his work. I’m thinking of foregoing my other books at the moment and jumping into him for a while. I need a good read that’ll take me out of the ‘child mindset’ that I have because of work. I really felt the repercussions of wanting to articulate myself when I stood there, reprimanding these children while using words that were entirely too advanced for even the older kinds to comprehend. And I don’t even view myself as very articulate! Eh.
… Mazzy Star is amazing.
I’ve some positive experiences with some of the kids though. I’ve gotten ice nearly a dozen times for bumped heads, tied my fair share of shoes, and already dealt with quite a few tears.
The worst thing about my job is having to leave the kids at the end of the summer. I’m already attached, as some of them are to me.
I also have a new lust to report on. Not a crush, per say. A lust. The male counselor at my site. He just doesn’t give a fuck and is so relaxed. He’s got that quirky, humorous personality and beautiful eyes. So naturally, I want to push him into the storage closet when the kids aren’t looking.
There is a lack of ‘other news’ as all I do is work, which then results in sleep because 8 straight hours everyday in the Florida sun/heat is just exhausting. I’ve read a bit of Fowler’s today and I am captivated with his work. I’m thinking of foregoing my other books at the moment and jumping into him for a while. I need a good read that’ll take me out of the ‘child mindset’ that I have because of work. I really felt the repercussions of wanting to articulate myself when I stood there, reprimanding these children while using words that were entirely too advanced for even the older kinds to comprehend. And I don’t even view myself as very articulate! Eh.
… Mazzy Star is amazing.