I'm really not feeling well. I barely slept last night. I've been sneezing and now coughing my face off. Drinking cranberry juice feels like the equivalent of drinking skin melting acid. Yay! I love that feeling.
It's mildly hilarious that I'm sick because so is my AT. We're a very upbeat team. (The EA won't come near us.) We both considered calling in sick. She couldn't because she was on office duty. I couldn't because I read the section on absences in the practice teaching handbook. It requires less effort to go to school and teach.
Girls hate playing dodgeball with guys. The guys whip the ball as hard as they can. The girls are afraid of being hit. Even though the balls are foam. I discovered that there is a way to motivate girls to play rather than cower at the back of the gym. Tell them the story of how when you were in high school, one of the super jocks thought it would be funny to whip the ball at you. Little did he know, you would catch it, whip it back at him "accidentally" hitting him in the nuts and subsequently get him out of the game. He would then endure razzing from the other boys while I was momentarily glorified.
It's apparently inspiring. I'm amused at how many people think I suck at sports because I look nerdy in my glasses and cardigans. I'm actually extremely competitive, fairly aggressive and possess an excellent strategic sense. Not to mention a mean arm... as one super jock discovered the hard way. No pun intended. I'm not always as nice as I seem.
My math lesson actually went well today and I received compliments. Achievement! Later, I photocopied tomorrow's math lesson and only wasted one sheet trying to get everything onto one page. SUPER ACHIEVEMENT!
That's pretty much today.
I'm going to finish my throat melting acid drink, read a little and go to bed. Hopefully I'll be better in the morning (unlikely).
Lauren.
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