Monday, August 25, 2008

The Day That Was

Just when I think I'm getting the hang of it, along comes a day like today when nothing works quite right, the kids seem riled, and it all just goes kind of off (in an abrasive, noisy, tumultuous way).

Maybe it was them. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was the broken AC. Probably all three.

Thank g00dness tomorrow is a new day. Onward and upward.


  1. Anonymous12:37 AM

    Take heart, Slim. A broken AC is enough to put everyone in a funk in late August in New Orleans .

  2. it happens every year and every year teachers forget it: kids are on good behavior their first week, but in week two their true colors show. And you're a teacher because you love them more after they've shown you their true colors. There will be days you doubt this crazy decision of yours to become an educator, but most of the time you'll derive immense satisfaction from it. Take each day as it comes, Mr. Olive-ear. And pray they get the AC working.

  3. Anonymous1:43 PM

    It's those Mondays. They hit you in the knees sometimes.