Monday, September 24, 2007
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Sunday, September 16, 2007
38 Weeks 5 days Preggers
Saturday, September 15, 2007
And there goes #2....
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
"Good morning, class!"
"Good morning, Ms. Hayes!" (I make them say it in chorus).
Today at work I...
opened the windows
made copies
wrote the homework for the week on the board
took attendance (3 times)
assured a student that double-spacing was unnecessary
cut out a hundred slips of paper
made more copies
made sure the sevvies had all their supplies
led discussions on "what makes good writing good"
observed
ate peanut butter cups from Trader Joe's
made copies
cut out more pieces of paper
ate a sandwich while supervising lunch hour
told the seventh grade boys that, no, they could not climb on the tables to slam dunk the basketball (apparently the seventh grade girls giggled when one said, "I love it when the boys try to show off. And then the teacher comes.")
read essays
recorded scores
attended the freshman-run assembly
memorized names
told Alex he did a good job
told Shrreya "no"
called Ted Anthony. Again.
gave Reid his makeup work
e-mailed lesson plans to the dept chair
read e-mails
said the words "Eyes up here. I'm not speaking until everyone is quiet" multiple times.
made a grammar worksheet
organized papers
lost other papers
attempted to explain the word "ultimatum" in terms of The Bourne Ultimatum
read essays and took notes
was encouraged by my eighth graders to convince the principle to buy me a "smart board" (because white board markers make me sneeze)("The science room has one!" "And you're allergic!" "We could write a proposal!")
listened to the Grammar Rock noun song--as rockin' as it ever was.
What did you do at work today?
Today at work I...
opened the windows
made copies
wrote the homework for the week on the board
took attendance (3 times)
assured a student that double-spacing was unnecessary
cut out a hundred slips of paper
made more copies
made sure the sevvies had all their supplies
led discussions on "what makes good writing good"
observed
ate peanut butter cups from Trader Joe's
made copies
cut out more pieces of paper
ate a sandwich while supervising lunch hour
told the seventh grade boys that, no, they could not climb on the tables to slam dunk the basketball (apparently the seventh grade girls giggled when one said, "I love it when the boys try to show off. And then the teacher comes.")
read essays
recorded scores
attended the freshman-run assembly
memorized names
told Alex he did a good job
told Shrreya "no"
called Ted Anthony. Again.
gave Reid his makeup work
e-mailed lesson plans to the dept chair
read e-mails
said the words "Eyes up here. I'm not speaking until everyone is quiet" multiple times.
made a grammar worksheet
organized papers
lost other papers
attempted to explain the word "ultimatum" in terms of The Bourne Ultimatum
read essays and took notes
was encouraged by my eighth graders to convince the principle to buy me a "smart board" (because white board markers make me sneeze)("The science room has one!" "And you're allergic!" "We could write a proposal!")
listened to the Grammar Rock noun song--as rockin' as it ever was.
What did you do at work today?
One of those card things...
Kate: Hey, mom can I get one of those card things.
Me: What do you mean?
Kate: You know, one of those cards you swipe (arm motion included) when you want to buy things.
Me: Do you mean a credit card?
Kate: Yes! Can I have one?
Me: NO! Not only are you not old enough, you do not have a job!
Kate: Please. Pretty please with a cherry on top. I am big, Mom!
Me: No. No. No.
Long conversation follows about earning money, working hard...etc. We did, however, finally decide that Kate would be satisfied with a lunch card she could "swipe" to get school lunch when they have hot dogs. Crisis averted...for now!
Me: What do you mean?
Kate: You know, one of those cards you swipe (arm motion included) when you want to buy things.
Me: Do you mean a credit card?
Kate: Yes! Can I have one?
Me: NO! Not only are you not old enough, you do not have a job!
Kate: Please. Pretty please with a cherry on top. I am big, Mom!
Me: No. No. No.
Long conversation follows about earning money, working hard...etc. We did, however, finally decide that Kate would be satisfied with a lunch card she could "swipe" to get school lunch when they have hot dogs. Crisis averted...for now!
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