Solar Flares
Being a cardinal Earth sign, the intense solar flares not only gave me the heebie-jeebies, but frazzled the nerves to the breaking point. Short tempered, on edge post-menopausal hell bitch and high school freshmen make one horrible mix.
Two weeks ago was the end of the term; spring break starts today. For some reason known only to adolescent minds, school work seems to be optional. I have 87 students, 53 of whom are now making less than 70%.
But that's not all!
Mercury in Retrograde
Monday saw the plumber in my lab because some mental midget thought it amusing to inject a tube of hot glue up one of the faucets.
Monday saw a fire in the girls' restroom because some nicotine addicted mental midget used the feminine hygiene receptacle as an ashtray.
Tuesday saw 3 fistfights outside and a police officer being required to escort one girl everywhere outside the classroom.
Wednesday saw 2 of my students suspended, and a principal had to come over and remove a student from 3rd period who took beaker tongs and grabbed a girl's breast with them.
Thursday saw a boy removed from 1st period and placed in in-school isolation for my class for the rest of the school year and a physical confrontation between a boy and a girl in 3rd period that required two principals to escort them from the room.
Friday was the end of LEGGO week (I have no idea what the acronym means); the student council held a series of activities during and after school to raise money for the local children's shelter. It culminated in a dodge ball tournament final game at an afternoon pep assembly. They did exceed their goal. The total amount raised for the shelter was $11,821.68.
Sometime last week I chipped a tooth. We were also inundated with 3 surveys that had to be completed, IEP meetings, identification of gifted students recommendations, and more superfluous paperwork, ad nauseum.
Monday the 19th is my scheduled colonoscopy. I'm actually looking forward to the drugged bliss that accompanies the procedure.
Vernal Equinox
Tuesday. I should be recovered and at home. I am going to read. And run, weather permitting. I may build a wee fire in the fire pit and sit out in the evening.
Spring Break
I will definitely smudge my class room.
I don't know how much smudging would help. I've read that everyone is acting so crazy and/or feeling unhealthy because of the solar flares.
ReplyDeleteI was wondering if you were willing to write a guest post for my blog about that decluttering spell that you used. Let me know at my email thedomesticpagan@yahoo.com
It seems your classroom and some of your students need smudging, tongs to grab a girl's breast? The little malicious pervert. l
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the after goodness of the procedure and have fun reading. My Spring Break is not until April, but I'm sooo looking forward to it.