August 31st, 2009 (08:01 pm)
current mood: determined
NOTICE: I shall be in CA from Friday night, September 4th, 'til Monday morning, September 7th.
Any who wish to be involved in said visit should let me know, 'cause unless I make some kind of plan, there's no way I'm gonna get to see all the people I wanna see. :D I want to see everyone!! I miss my friends!
Speaking of which... *points to icon* IT OWNS ME AND I CAN'T STOP IT. Ah fandom...
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So, living on the Zuni Reservation, in New Mexico. Fourth week of school. Am the Reading teacher for 3rd grade. (This means the little one's literary development is in the hands of the English major, mwahahahaaa....) In many ways this is great because planning is limited to what to do for Langauage Arts, rather than what to do with a room full of nine-year-olds who need to know ALL the subjects... In many ways this is frustrating because while my lesson by the 3rd time through goes smoothly, I realize that the beginning of the day could have gone SO much better. I suppose this is the curse of being a first-year teacher.
My colleagues... (psssh, colleagues... it's so freaking WEIRD to be an actual grown-up with a job and colleagues and professional development and rent and cooking....) Anyway, they pretty much rock. They have offered all the help I could want and then some.
My kids... Um, well they're getting there. XD Really, they are smart, and it's clear that they are going to learn a lot, and that I'm going to get quite attached... but they are so friggin' HYPER. I can't get them to stop with the rolling around of large erasers that make way too much noise, with the fiddling around with NOTHING in the desks, with the humming for NO REASON. OH MY GOD. I know that it's still the beginning of the year, and that they're testing me (because even the kindergartners on the other side of the school seem to know that I'm "the new teacher"...), and that they're 9 for crying out loud... but still.
Quote of the Week from last week (in which there was an incident with someone doing an obscene hand gesture--not the finger--and calling someone else "pussy"): "If this doesn't get better soon I think we're going to have a collective aneurysm."
Yeah... I'm trying to think of any other updates I can offer, but really, my life has been nothing but work for the past two and a half months. XD Not complaining, mind, because I really am learning a lot--plus I get to be helping the children. Even if I feel like strangling them half the time.