..and the beat goes on.

First day back after break wasn't so bad. (I think because I was expecting the absolute WORST...ha. It's all about expectations people)
I was really nervous about it. I felt more nervous than I did even on my very first day EVER....(well sort of) I think because then, I didn't know what I was walking into. Ignorance is bliss, right?

My morning class was honestly so tired that they didn't speak hardly at all. It was awesome. HA! Too early for them after sleeping all break I guess. They did really well though and I felt proud of them.

My afternoon group was a mess...... just. a. mess. They talk constantly. You wouldn't even know I was in front of them trying to TEACH, because at times I feel like they act like I'm not there TRYING to TALK. gah. What do I have to do, juggle?! it was rough. But also a really unstructured day and part of it I'm putting on me because I feel like I wasn't transitioning well. At least, not well enough for THIS type of class.

Things that went on:
During read a loud one boy took his shoe completely off, decided to smell it and act like the odor made him pass out. Yeah. Thanks man, you just messed up all your classmates.
One girl's eye swelled completely up at lunch for no apparent reason.
Another one fell off the bars on the playground and got a pretty nice sized lump on her arm.
One boy thought it would be funny to push in a button on the school bus while we were practicing procedures this morning and a sound filled our ears like that of air coming out of a tire. Followed by my students telling me that "so and so" popped the tire with his pencil! (come on, REALLY?! )

As bad behaved as they are, I really feel like I love these kids.
crazy. don't get it.

Even though it was a little rough, I still felt kind of good about today...