I attempted to write a happy post a few days ago, but my computer didn’t save it. All the best, since life has been less than peachy recently. My fifth graders are slowly becoming sixth graders, which is the age where all children stop being children and start becoming horrendous moving, talking, complaining piles of attitude. I wrote up Jasmine for disrespecting me and not following directions, and she read the disposition and literally yelled in my face, “WHAT?! I AIN’T BEEN BEING DISSPEC’FUL!” before pushing over her desk and slamming the door.
Step one: look up disrespectful. Step two: write me a letter about how, now that you know what it means, you can change your attitude. Right?
Other than that, life has been going strong. I’ve had tuberculosis for about 3 weeks now, but i’m….surviving.
There’s a countdown in the hallway of days until the Benchmark test. It’s not daunting at all…