Nobody went to the office because they were in trouble (although one child went twice for other reasons (more on that in a minute)).
The morning started oddly when the principal came in with a giant stack of printed papers and asked me if I'd happened to send this to the printer. It had to have been like 300 sheets at least! I told him that I hadn't, and he said it had showed it came from the teacher's account whom I was subbing for. He left them in the room. Still puzzled about that one.
Later in the day one child had to go to the bathroom. Like, really badly. He came up to me with his legs pinched together, ankles crossed, holding himself, hunched over, with this inexplicable look on his face. He had his eyes scrunched up, rolled up in his head, nose pulled to the side, and bottom teeth biting his upper lip in the most bizarre and somewhat disturbing grimace I've ever seen. I asked him to stop making that face and go to the bathroom already!\
Even later, he and I had more drama when his shoelace got so knotted that I couldn't get it undone! After trying a couple times, and convincing him to stop whining about it and start walking I sent him to the office to see if they had any laces they could replace them with. They didn't, but they did try to get the knot undone. They couldn't either. By now the child is back in the room with me, with his shoe half off and making a big ol' fuss about it. Thankfully, the class was working independently for the moment, so I took his shoe off and after about 5 minutes of prying I GOT THE KNOT UNDONE! I was quite thrilled about this. He didn't seem too excited. I believe he was still having the false hope that I was going to let him go home early because of his shoe. Dream on.
Oh, and to continue the drama of said child: during P.E. he ran into another kid and hit his teeth on the other's head (not quite sure how he achieved this - I'm picturing him running with his mouth wide open and front teeth aimed out, haha) The other kid was not injured, but teeth-boy was and apparently also bleeding. He walked past the room on the way to the office sniffling and sobbing. Came back 10 minutes later to get his stuff and go home (that's when I got the whole story.)
So really, not a bad day - kind of a lot of drama, but manageable stuff. Tomorrow I do it again and then get my well-deserved weekend!
1 comment:
I couldn't keep from laughing at your great description of the boy needing the bathroom. I don't know how you kept from laughing at him. He certainly made the day interesting. It's interesting that he persevered until he finally got to go home to the point of getting injured. Hope Friday will go well and "the boy" will settle down a little. Love you!!! MOM
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