Good News and Bad News

A number of things occurred today. Some good, some bad.

In the bad category:

The class lizard definitely has some ungodly fascination with me. We have a new EA and she brought it up. That means it has to be true. What is it with me and animals and babies? Do I have a neon sign flashing somewhere on my person saying "approach, I'm safe"? Okay, I admit it, when I was getting my copies ready this morning I had that song "Call me Maybe"stuck in my head and I may have been singing along, but does that make me the pied-piper of infants and animals? Thank God I stopped before one of my students suddenly walked in... embarrassing.

I'm not a math teacher. So naturally, I taught the math lesson not once but three times. Once for a kid who was leaving and happened to be at school early. Twice for everyone else. Three times for a few kids who didn't understand. Algebra is hard. The irony is that I actually understand this stuff.

I have to change my name. I hear "Miss Daily!" and I cringe. So, I have to get married and change my name. Honestly, I never thought I would change my name. Now I know that I must. As soon as my placement is up!

By complete accident, my students discovered my weakness today. There was a cotton ball on the floor and I happened to notice it. I have no idea why it was even there. I asked one of the boys in class to pick it up. It was about two inches from my foot so they looked at me like "are you serious?" and I had to explain that I don't touch cotton balls. Needless to say, they spent the remainder of the day trying to touch me with the cotton ball, making me cringe and laughing at me. Horrible children.


And now the good news.

It's Friday and I am two thirds of the way through my placement! I have one week left before March break (which is desperately needed) and another week after that. Almost done this year and I cannot wait.

I've been teaching essay writing and today, the kids started their drafts. I was actually impressed with what they'd come up with and how excited they are about their topics. They are nervous about writing an essay, but I've had them doing outline after outline and they've got it down quite well. I'm truly excited to see the finished products. Not so much to mark them, but excited nonetheless.

The students like me! They truly like me! I know I say I don't care if they dislike me and I don't really, but it's nice to hear that they don't hate me.


That's about it for now. I'm sleepy and going to bed.

Lauren.