7:32 Student pukes on her desk. A little. And then in the hall. A lot. I was happy to see that at least one student ate a healthy breaksfast (oatmeal with raisins).
7:35 Math. (Place value to the thousands place, centers.)
9:00 Talk to a disgruntled mom on the phone while giving my class
9:01 Mid-conversation, a student interrupts me and says something about going to the nurse. I assume she needs her inhaler. I give her a nurse pass.
9:04 Receive a
9:05 Adjusted thermostat, counted days left on school calendar.
9:06 ESL. Read a story about a pet, modeled writing about my favorite pet. Had students write about their favorite pet. Here's an excerpt:
(Did you know that my God-given special talent is reading broken English? Well it is. I can read IH-NEE-THANG. This example isn't too tough. But I'll crack the code for my non-teacher peeps in the comment section.)
10:30 Kids go to PE. I pump 6 ounces of milk and write a 500 word essay to prove I am fluent in English. (This is part of the putrid remains of W's administration. I'd like to see his essay.)
11:15 Kids return from PE. I read a story about a dude named Uncle Nacho to kill the 16 minutes remaining before lunch.
11:31 Lunch. I had peanut butter and honey. The rest of the day is a blur. But it must have been good. Because I confiscated some pretty awesome stuff. You can't tell from the pic, but those cards are 3-D. Which doesn't make up for the low salary, but it helps.