Well, I’m back from the great Senior Trip odyssey, extremely tired, but no worse for the wear. We got in at around 1:00am last night and I so badly wanted to skip school today but, as I lay there listening to my alarm beep over my head this morning, I realized that it would actually be more work to call off than it would be to go in. Plus, we had to get through the New Deal.
“Ms. W, why you here? I’d be at home in the bed!”
“I came to school today because it is extremely important that we get through the New Deal. If we don’t we will get too far behind and we won’t catch up to the pacing guide.”
“You crazy, Ms. W.”
“I dragged myself out of bed after a 12 hour bus ride and less than four hours of sleep to teach you(r sorry ass). So please sit down and lets get through these notes.”
“All right y’all. Calm down for crazy Ms. W. We gotta do these notes before she fall asleep on us!”
A good time was had by all on the trip (I think), including me…although I don’t think I’d care to relive that 12 hour bus ride anytime soon.
The kids were great, really well behaved, and it was lovely to just feel like part of a normal school for once. I took a ton of pictures and somehow got myself roped into helping plan Prom on the bus ride back. I think that tomorrow on my planning period I’m going to practice saying “No” aloud in my darkened classroom, just to see what it would feel like.
I also have the (probably short lived) added benefit of now being immesuarably cooler in my (non-trip-attending) students eyes for having seen Ne-Yo and the Jabbawockeez dance troupe live. And to top it all off, we got through the New Deal today.
Hey, I take what I can get.