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I'm dying with Bravo, the Food Network, and ABC Family.
Student assisting is going well. I suck at going to bed early and then waking up early. I go to bed at my normal time (between 11 and 12) and then barely sleep all night because I'm scared I'll sleep through my alarm (again). So I really only get like four hours of sleep and then I drink lots of coffee during my school hours and then crash when I get home before night classes. I really need to fix this.
None of my kids talk to me. A few have started coming to me to ask questions rather than just going to my coordinating teacher, and the one EI girl keeps wanting to tell me every single detail of her life. But the kids all seem either terrified by me or confused about my presence in the class. I'm guessing it's the latter. I know it'll get better, but I'm feeling really frustrated that I haven't started getting somewhere with the kids. Maybe it'll get better when we start doing some actual work and not just "getting to know you/the school" type of stuff.
There hasn't been a single day yet where at least one student hasn't cried. And it's mostly the boys doing the crying, hardly any girls have so far. Oh to be in sixth grade again and having the most stressful thing in your life being worried about missing the afternoon bus.
Student assisting is going well. I suck at going to bed early and then waking up early. I go to bed at my normal time (between 11 and 12) and then barely sleep all night because I'm scared I'll sleep through my alarm (again). So I really only get like four hours of sleep and then I drink lots of coffee during my school hours and then crash when I get home before night classes. I really need to fix this.
None of my kids talk to me. A few have started coming to me to ask questions rather than just going to my coordinating teacher, and the one EI girl keeps wanting to tell me every single detail of her life. But the kids all seem either terrified by me or confused about my presence in the class. I'm guessing it's the latter. I know it'll get better, but I'm feeling really frustrated that I haven't started getting somewhere with the kids. Maybe it'll get better when we start doing some actual work and not just "getting to know you/the school" type of stuff.
There hasn't been a single day yet where at least one student hasn't cried. And it's mostly the boys doing the crying, hardly any girls have so far. Oh to be in sixth grade again and having the most stressful thing in your life being worried about missing the afternoon bus.