Wednesday, May 12, 2004
Some days...
You go to school and it's raining and you hydroplane four bazillion times on the crappy Mississippi highways and you know everything is going to suck.But then you learn that the three of your seniors (two of whom worked their asses off) finally passed the English II exam and will be allowed to graduate and then promptly become "that crazy hugging teacher," and smile because you wouldn't rather be anything else.
Then, in 7th period, when that student decides he'd rather be a disruption and make a sign to hang around his neck that says "I'm a CHAMPION!!!" than take his test, remind him that champions do things like PASS ENGLISH I, and then become pleasantly surprised when he actually begins working on the test.
Then, after the half hour faculty meeting, where it's explained to you that students will need to preregister AGAIN because no one knew what they were doing the first time around, you proceed to go help assemble prom decorations.
You have the sudden realization that glitter is evil, but you recognize there's something therapeutic in becoming repeatedly stuck to the linoleum floor due to the accumulating spray adhesive on your shoes, and that you've reached your pinnacle of "teacherly beauty" when you catch a glimpse of yourself complete with coffee stained white shirt, old navy flipflops, and irridescent sparkle covering every single exposed millimeter of skin on your body.
Heather at 5:26 PM
2 Comments
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at 6:35 PM
Amber said... you are an awesome teacher. i wish i had had one like you! :) keep up the good work.
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at 6:40 PM
said... "irridescent sparkle covering every single exposed millimeter of skin on your body."
I thought that was "stripperly beauty".
Well now that I think about it, to possess true "stipperly beauty" , you must also smell like freesia.
Amber
