Do you ever have those crazy days? You know, the ones when you look back on them you just laugh? I had one of those days today. And you know how when you have one of those days you just want to share it with the world, but no one is around? Yeah, that's me right now. So that's why you all get to hear about all of the cars, hospital visits and back stabbing.
So, today I went to observe the 3rd grade classroom I have been visiting the past few weeks. It is great to go in there because the kiddos are learning who I am and are just great to be around. I have usually been going for just a couple of hours a day, but today I decided to go all day to try to get caught up on my hours. I pulled up to the school and was immediately struck by the rows and rows of cars. I remembered it was Turkey Day, you know, the day in which the parents come to school to have Thanksgiving Dinner with their kids. So, yup, you guessed it.....I didn't get my usual front row spot, I had to parallel park in tim-buk-tu (PS - I DON'T parallel park). Ugh, what an ordeal.
I get in to the classroom and enjoy watching the students work on their morning seat-work. This is a routine I don't usually get to see. Once they are done, the teacher and I take the kids to their music class and then she proceeds to tell me she's not feeling well and wants to go to the nurse to have her blood pressure taken. Unfortunately, the nurse is in the middle of testing and couldn't do it. So, we go back to the class and wait for the students to get done with music.
Later in the morning, Mrs. Feagan is trying to open a box that is behind me, with scissors. I didn't realize she was doing this, otherwise I would have moved. Next thing I know, I am being stabbed in the back with her scissors. They slipped off the box and landed in my back. You know, I have always heard about being stabbed in the back, but man when it actually happens, it hurts like the dickens. Luckily, she didn't break skin, but I do have a bruise coming in.
About an hour later, Mrs. Feagan tells me she needs to go to the nurse and have her blood pressure taken. She just feels awful and knows something is wrong, so she leaves me in the class. Something that is not supposed to happen, but what was I to do?? Next thing I know, we have a new teacher in there in time to let the students go to recess and lunch. He was followed by the school nurse who was there to pick up Mrs. Feagan's belongings since she was going to the hospital. It must have been really high. So, here I am, sitting alone in this class that I NEED for observations, not knowing whether to go left or right with all of the commotion.
The rest of the day, I observed a great student teacher and got my hours. I'm still up in the air about what will happen with the rest of my observations. I just pray that the teacher is well and I'm so thankful I don't have a pair of scissors sticking out of my back. You never know though, maybe I could have been an inspiration for an episode of Gray's Anatomy.
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