National Teacher Appreciation Week

National Teacher Appreciation Week

After the morose way, I had been feeling about not working/subbing a full day at the school which I’ve adopted as my home school, well that same afternoon, I received a welcome surprise….I had been requested to cover English classes for 2 days at my school.   Which markedly improved my mood.

The next morning, I got up, grabbed my dry erase markers and hurried over.  It was refreshing hearing my kids ask who I was covering for etc.   The absent teacher had left me a two day care package (as he had done before) and I began setting up my dryboards, and preparing to teach from Kafka’s Metamorphosis. The weather was great, the sun high in the sky.  Not a damn thing wrong.

During the lunch periods, the PTA had even put out some money to buy a large platter of assorted sub sandwiches (along with sides of fruit and salad.)  It was during my lunch period when I received an invite to come and lunch with the other teachers.  This was quite welcoming in regards to the fact that 1.  Butterflies flew out of my wallet where money should have been and 2.  I actually felt like I was a part of the team.

Had a few disappointing, but overall interactions with the obvious asshole/brat/attention hungry whore-child in the room.  The first being the senior girl who decided that “I don’t feel like doing this, and you not goin’ be able to get me to do that mister.”  To which I responded…”You don’t have very many aspirations for the future do you?“  She was pretty much shocked by my response, and exclaimed “I’m goin’ be a doctor, Mistah.“

Pacing myself gently, begin to continue my lesson, I nodded my head and said “Ah…yes, I can see your B.S., right now.  I hope that works out for you, but for those of us who actually came to school today, we’re continuing on page 17…”  Throughout the rest of the lesson she attempted to grasp control of the situation again, especially with my favorite question/statement combo “I gotta go to the bathroom.  Can I have a pass, Mistah.” (“No” I responded without explanation,  driving the reading forward.) Since my silent defense was not enough for her, she then yelled “Why you gotta be like that? I’m goin’ anyway.” I told her she should probably stop by a dean’s office for her pass back into the room.  Later, I can now say nyah nyah nyah nyah.  I win.

More on the other obvious asshole in another post however, it’s a nice day out and I have some Law and Order: SVU on DVR to catch up with. Be well, and all those other pleasantries.

[Chester Kent.

www.GetintheRye.com]

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