My mid-year story, if there was such thing as mid-year in the real world...
guys....just something i have been pondering in my head: there is no sense to waiting for life to "start" because life is right here, right now. and all it takes is a continuous, conscious choice to make the life that we have good for us and those around us. i am on a mission to live an easy life full of good choices for myself and others.
on a happy note, i am encouraged to share this story of my continuing adventure in education through the support of clare, who electronically appreciates me....
here is a story of my first day at my Counseling practicum at Iliahi Elementary school (est. population 400) on my island:
If ever there was a moment when I realized that elementary school is NOT for me, it was this: (i will give it to you in play form: 2 scenes)
Scene 1: Setting: Cafeteria, table of kindergarteners.
Me: Did you eat your lunch today?
Girl: *nods*
Me: What did you have?
Girl: *blank stare*
Me: Was it peanut butter and jelly?
Girl: *shakes head*
Me: Turkey??
Girl: *shakes head*
Me: Ham???
Girl: *nods head*
Me: Ham's good.
Girl: *nods head*
Scene 2: setting: Dragon Dollar Store line (they cash in fake $ earned for good behavior for prizes)
Me: Hey, it's Ham Sandwich girl!!
Girl: *blank stare*
End scene.
In conclusion, I feel that my sense of humor may have soared way above her tiny little 4 food head. Either that, or I am seriously NOT funny.
Send me back to middle school!!!! or at least to Miguel House. I think I may have been slightly more appreciated there.
3 Comments:
this makes me nostalgic for the lasallian pencil sketch. and no, the waiter was not foreign unfortunately. i don't even think omar the male belly dancer was. sad.
kindergarteners are weird, and i do teach elementary! whatever, 3rd graders are weird too. =0)
Thanks for the update Chrissy...good luck plodding along figuring out which age group is best! YOU CAN DO IT!
...yea, i know. and i'm sure you didn't need that from me, but take it and LIKE IT!
miss you!
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