Five is my lucky number, but you wouldn’t know it today. To spare you, my dear readers, from a bed to bed story, let’s just say that it didn’t start out from the get go. I’ll give you some highlights.
- While out at my morning duty, Dr. Lomas, my vice principal, walked toward me with that look on her face. A kind of smile with a shrug. I knew it could only mean one thing—she needed me to sub during my first period prep this morning. Of course, I said yes knowing that I wouldn’t have any time to prepare for my own day. Sheesh.
- During Readers Workshop, I couldn’t find my copy of Wonder that I had meticulously marked with stickies with my brilliant teaching points. I had to depend on my meager memory. Yikes.
- While we were packing up today, my tech team reported that two of our classroom Chromebooks were missing—numbers 5 and 11. I’m hoping that someone finds it in a backpack tonight. For the love of Pete!
- It’s 6:21pm and I’m still at school because my extra duty is chaperoning our Spring Pops Concert from 7 to 8:30 pm. That means that I’ll have spent 13 and 1/2 hours here at school. Holy Toledo.
- When I get home, I must write a reference letter for a lovely young man who is applying to San Jose State for his teaching credential. I hope I have a few brain cells left to write something coherent. Wahhh!
I hope that tomorrow will be a better day. But now that I think about it, this is pretty much a typical day in the life of a middle school teacher. Sheesh.