So a lot has happened this week that convinces me that I have the most glamorous job there is. It has been a rough week because the weather has been a bit crazy. We had some major flooding on Monday, causing the power to go out for the last three hours of school on Monday. Between the weather and the power outages, I had two days in a row where I had no recess--the kids were inside (and crazy!) for recess those two days. So needless to say, on Wednesday, I was worn out and very envious of my recess time. So I'm sitting at my desk during recess and I have three students in my room reading silently, when Jack--my "starving" student pops his head in the door and says, "Miss Sharp, I need you out here..." with urgency in his voice. I'm so sick of dealing with stuff that I lazily ask him what he needs... he then tells me that he needs to go to the office right now! When I ask why, he says (from across the room so that every student sitting in the classroom can hear) "Miguel made me laugh to hard and I had an accident..." he walks into the classroom with his legs spread far apart...
Keep in mind that I teach 6th grade...? And that this kid is a pretty big 6th grader.
So, to add to the glamour. The next day, I dismiss my students first thing to go to Music class after unpacking their backpacks. When they are gone, I walk over by the backpacks and this is what I see sitting on the table next to the backpacks:
Now, does anyone else have a more glamorous job than me? I challenge you...
