Sped teacher?
Today, the principal told me that a girl in special ed needed help in science with reading comprehension, so I stepped up. I actually already know Hannah from afterschool....her special ededness is basically just extremely low reading and writing levels, but she's also one of the most entertaining kids I've met. She spills out wayyyy too much information, lapses into a southern accent and calls me "darlin," and farts constantly. She also told me today that she loves hispanics. And that she can't eat pie because she's a cheerleader and therefore can't get fat. Oh, and the quote in the title of this post is most definitely compliments of her.
Project Bernarda:
In general, today was a satisfying day, between working with Hannah and continuing to work with my four high school students. I was a little disappointed with how much Bernarda forgot after missing school yesterday, mostly because I'm convinced she didn't forget any of it, she just is so freaking lacking in confidence. In English class, she has to write a paper about Pablo Neruda, and she was hardly able to do any research, even with a week in the computer lab, so her rough draft is still only one sentence. I'm trying not to get frustrated with her, since obviously it's not her fault that she has little research and writing experience.
Tragedy strikes:
This past week has been disturbingly full of very sad happenings in Mossyrock, and it just seems like one thing after another. As mentioned, last week a 7th grader was diagnosed with leukemia. Yesterday, another 7th grader's dad passed away in Morton. He had been sickly/in a wheelchair/on oxygen, but apparently had made somewhat of a recovery and was off the oxygen and out of the wheelchair. However, as a result, I guess something in his system failed and he died.
Finally, today, as we are filing into the afterschool program, we learn that there has been a horrible car accident right outside of the school. The English teacher I work with was very concerned because apparently it involved 2 seniors who she had taught when they were in junior high. We kept learning bits of information--they had turned in front of an oncoming logging truck--and we saw the helicopter come in to airlift them out. However, shortly after that arrival, we learned that both driver and passenger had died. I didn't know either of them, but apparently all of the high school students who were still in school were just horrified (understandably so). I don't work in any senior classes, so I don't know how palpable the tragedy will be tomorrow, but surely it's going to be a sad day. It's pretty terrifying that this happened so abruptly right outside our window.
Celebration:
Back to happier things, I had a fun birthday celebration on Sunday. I went with 4 friends to Olympia, went to Red Robin and was sung to/humiliated by the waiters, and went to Trader Joe's. Back in Morton we made dinner: baked brie, gnocchi, and spinach cheese squares, all of which was delightful. This Friday is Liz and my joint birthday party, which I am very much looking forward to. And a week from Friday I fly home!
And finally:
Pre-algebra quote of the week:
Teacher talking to student who was gone yesterday: "You need to focus on now. You can't worry about the past, what you missed yesterday, because you need to learn what I'm teaching today. Focus on the present."
Random student: "I like presents."
Teacher: "Oh I love presents."
Other random student: "I really love balloons."
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