Well I survived my first week back and school and barely scraped by on this 2nd week.
Let's just say that I had an emotional breakdown after school on my first day.
I knew it was coming on and then someone asked me how my day went and I lost it. I mean completely broke down, the "ugly cry". Of course I left the "Surviving the First Day" party and went to my classroom to feel sorry for myself. People of course heard the news (word travels fast on a school campus between not only students) and filed in my room for words of wisdom and hope. I didn't believe any of them.
But it is getting better.
I have already gotten a cold and survived a child who projectile vomited so I would say we're off to a good start.
Man do I have some stories to share with you though. It will have to wait as I am trying to enjoy my last minute of summer on this Labor Day.
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I can't wait for the stories. There is nothing that makes me feel better about my life than stories from a kindergarten classroom.
ReplyDeleteAlso, here in weird South Philly, they pronounce it Kindee Garden.
They do.
Not me.
I hate it.