many parts of today were not how i wanted them to be. i will not list those parts. but it is hard not to do so. feeling blech. cat hair growing in aquarium. guppies dying left and right. at least the plecostemus has something to eat. phone keeps going on walkabout unless i am teaching when it rings very loudly in some forgotten pocket of my purse (whose name is clyde. the purse, not the phone. that would be silly). did not take meds in the morning. wanted not to post again because i missed posting for two days in a row. and i forgot to take meds this morning. so clearly it is time to call the whole thing off. (much sarcasm dripping from page) today while giving my son a violin lesson i said, "that is coming along very well... it isn't perfect..." and he interrupted me to say that he didn't want it to be perfect. because perfect is stressful and horrible and wrong. he wanted it to improve, but not be perfect. at least i am outsmarted by the child whose age is in double-digits. one of my students today didn't want to come to class becuase she missed two days of class and she didn't want to face me or her fellow students. clearly it was time for her to call the whole thing off as well. (more drippy sarcasm) now someone behind me is reading about dust mites and fleas and showing me magnified pictures of the beasts. i knew that allowing the children access to reading material or even the alphabet was a mistake. (only slightly sarcastic) all this is falling apart into letters that just sit there on the page and then fall down into a puddle and become flkuwa'lkn xxcmle. (don't worry. i am fine. just one of those moments, you know?) Comments are closed.
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K. BuchananQuaker, teacher, parent, |