*Blink-Blink*...
I came home from work at around 6:00, and was out for the count by 6:15 (without really realising I fell asleep). I just woke up, and I'm now pretty much wide awake. My inner-clock's all messed-up now.
I had a tough day at work. Teaching with a mask on sucks a lot of energy from you, especially if you're teaching a LOT of little ones. You quickly come to realise that not only do the masks stop you from breathing in germs... it also stops you from breathing, period. You'd think that after teaching for 2 weeks now with the masks on that I'd learn something. Yeah... no. I almost passed-out on several occasions, usually during the cutting portions of the activities. When you're already freaking out about kids about to poke their own eyes out with their scissors, it's not good to have other kids trying to see who can fling their scissors across the room the furthest. Yikes, huh?
As much as I love working with little people, I get extremely frustrated sometimes when I get a kid who's not quite "with the program". I had several of them today... and they understand English and speak it rather well... but when it comes to listening to instructions and copying things from the board, it just seems to be too complicated for them. Here's one case:
We were making Dinosaur-egg booklets today. The booklets were in the shape of an egg. On the front page it says: "What's inside the egg? By _________". All the kids had to do for the front page, was write their own names. Easy enough, isn't it? Apparently NOT. Little Bob's (name has been changed) book reads: "What's inside the egg? By egg". Sometimes I want to hang myself because I feel like I failed as a teacher. I just have to remember that sometimes, it's REALLY not me and it's the kid...
Uh-oh... I just remembered that I have some work that needs to be done for tomorrow morning. My brain only seems to work after midnight... and I only seem to remember things after midnight.