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The California Commission on Teacher Credentialing on 2/9/2007 issued you the following document:
Preliminary Single Subject Teaching Credential
Document Number: 070131600
Issuance Date: 02/06/2007
Expiration Date: 03/01/2012
Authorized Subjects: English
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Today is a wacky day. I don’t have “wacky” days very often. Kids are in massive trouble left and right way over my head. One of my girls has a warrant out for her arrest. 🙁 I’m sad that I sent her to the office right before the parole officer arrived to pick her up. I wish I had told her to run. People calling my class to interrupt and find out if I still have oranges. WTF PEOPLE!!! I’M BLOODY TEACHING!!! Then, when I come in from dealing with drama with a kid outside the class turns into, “Are you pregnant?” “No. I’m not pregnant, I’m fat. Get over it.” “Are you sure? You look pregnant.” !!! WTF!!! And I responded (very loudly) “I am NOT PREGNANT.” I said this loud enough that the teacher in the next room thought it would be funny to call and say, “My class would like to know if you are pregnant.” This is my buddy. I hung up the phone and yelled, “I hate you!” His room busted out laughing.
I think my phone rang a total of 6 times in one period. The kids never shut up. I finally made the biggest talker take a lap. They so got on my nerves. And settling down into 7th period has been a nightmare. I am so keyed up.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
And now Marcie thinks it’s funny to ask me if I am pregnant. NOT FUNNY.
Pryankster list just received:
Good news! Just heard from Sara, and apparently the surgery went well. She’s out
of recovery and in a room, and when I spoke with her they were just bringing her
some juice. They want to keep her there until she’s eaten and passed a meal, so it
may be a day or two. She’s on pain medication from the surgery, and sleeping quite
a bit, so the hospital policy is to block incoming phone calls for 24 hours after
surgery. She’ll be able to take calls starting tomorrow morning.
Visitors are allowed, however, and visiting hours end at 9:00 tonight.
The hospital’s phone number is (510) 537-1234, and she’s in room 2404.
(If you don’t know who this is talking about, don’t worry about. Pryanksters–pass it on.)
Yay!
Last night we had therapy. It is interesting to go with Noah. Cause that means all sorts of stuff is coming up which doesn’t usually. It’s scarier than usual. It’s also interesting becasue I know that a lot of my “turning inward” stuff never comes up in therapy but this therapist has already seen it more than once. It’s… disconcerting.
Boot camp is kicking my ass. I need to start taking the stomach medicine before I go because I’m in serious pain and I want to puke before it is over. 🙁 But I kept going through the whole thing even though I was doing it very slowly. My whole body hurts. I am so fried. And three more days this week… *sigh*
I get to run off for more dental appointment crap today. I’m not really looking forward to this. But… has to be done.
And tonight is a Pryankster pryactice in the south bay so I’m going to do my best to go. I’m wondering if I will be physically able to move, but I’ll try! I’m terribly GGG.
Now I will go back to watching Toy Story with the few remaining kids in my Comp and Lit class. (The sophmores are off taking the exit exam.)
I got to see several friends I haven’t seen in a while. That was nice. I also got to go rock climbing! It was totally fun even though I suck. 🙂 Would anyone be interested in going with me again? I promise that next time I will make sure I get a belay class so you aren’t stuck bouldering. 🙂
Much yummy snuggly time on Sunday. Mmmmm. I loves my husband. Along with a bit of “processing.” I’m tired of processing. *sigh* I need to work on being less crazy though, so I’ll keep it up.
This morning started at 5am. I rolled my ass out of bed and went to boot camp. I kept the very out of shape and heavy older woman company as we walked and occasionally sorta half-jogged around the track. I didn’t keep her company to be nice, I did it cause I am that freakin out of shape. heh But, I feel alright. My back is a bit wonky but that’s ok.
How does one be positive? I try so hard and yet… I don’t know. I can’t seem to manage it in an ongoing fashion.
And: I am often in the car between 3:30ish and 6-ish very bored. Who likes talking on the phone? I have this phobia of calling anyone because so many of my friends are passionately anti-phone but surely I am not the only one who likes talking to people on the phone…
Or just attend their show… http://www.kinkysalon.com/WetSpots.html
I have tickets. 🙂
I got into it just a little with a guy at work. I was talking in the lounge and I said “Oh my god!….” then continued on and someone who wasn’t even in the conversation interrupted. He said, “Your God? Don’t you mean OUR God?” My response? “No. He’s mine. I don’t share.” Then I turned around and continued my conversation. Did I mention that he runs the Christian club and has a stick the size of a redwood up his ass?
HA!
I have now had official confirmation that the school deliberately places 504 and IEP kids in my class. There is (apparently) already a very firm official position that I am remarkably helpful and willing to work with kids who have issues. I feel really good about this. It makes me happy that the kids feel like they are having an unprecedented amount of success and so do their parents. This rocks so hard because *no one* thinks my class is easy. The kids who took this class because it is “easier than AP” acknowledge that the workload is quite sophisticated and difficult and they are having to work really hard for their A.
Wow. This feeling so rocks.
Which is caused by a strongly developed Super Ego which began forming after the full on Oedipal stage which… Ok. Too much teaching Freud this week.
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Looks like I am teaching self-bondage for Janus on the 20th of February. Ah shit. What am I going to present?!
Some days I allow myself to get too upset about the racism and hopelessness of my 2nd period. I get really tired of them telling me how they have nothing to look forward to other than a career in drug dealing. I get so angry.
This was a bad day to end up subbing on my prep.
And as a result, this morning… I just have to piss on some peoples Cheerios. Sorry. Doesn’t mean I don’t love you.
I just sat through a meeting where it was decided that we are going to stop teaching novels to freshmen and sophmores because they need to spend more time focusing on multiple choice questions for the monsterous standardized tests they have to take throughout high school.
They are still debating whether it is worthwhile to teach novels to juniors and seniors. If you have children, I would like you to stop and think for a moment about how you want them taught. Do you really want your kids to only learn how to regurgitate someone elses opinion?
Friday:
Nickels are good.
In bed by 8 = I’m very unexciting.
Saturday:
Therapy was very interesting.
Migraines suck.
Sunday:
Old baggage is very inconvenient.
Errands mostly accomplished.
Many pennies.
A coworker and I were complaining about how our kids have never heard about Oedipus. I said that of course they haven’t, they are too busy thinking about videogames.
“Oh! They should totally make an Oedipus game for the Xbox!! That would be so cool!”
I left the room. That was just plain wrong.
We realized that we have no plans at all on Saturday or Sunday. We are not necessarily looking to be heavily booked, but if anyone has any ideas of events or just a hangout session that you think might be tempting… comment. 🙂
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Noah is having yet more trouble with his motorcycle so he is borrowing the car. This means that he dropped me off this morning before setting off to work. I realized about two minutes after getting out of the car and seeing him drive away that I didn’t have my 2-3 minutes to collect myself and get my stuff in order before I got out of the car so I left my badge and my keys. FUCK. This means I have to go through another classroom to get into my room in the first place and I will have to leave my door open all day despite the freakin cold in the morning. *sigh* So my classroom will be below 50 degrees through most of 2nd period. Awesome. It also means I can’t get into the bathroom because they all require keys. Ok, so my buddy next door will let me borrow his key most of the day, but I am going to be sitting here until 6 pm because Noah needs to catch up on work. No one else will be here much past 4 so I hope I don’t have to go to the bathroom during that time period. *sigh*
And we are going to a class tonight so I’m not going to get to bed at a reasonable time and I am likely to have this cranky extend to tomorrow too. Did I mention that I am on day two of being in a really bad mood? Poor kids. 🙁
For a variety of reasons I have had therapy with different people on: Saturday, Monday, Tuesday, and I have an appointment for today. I am feeling very very overwhelmed and I think today is going to consist of me telling this (new) person today that I am not going to be continuing to see her.
Short explanation: I was handed off from one person at the Y to another and I am not happy about it because it happened without my permission or even knowledge. 🙁 We have shopped around for a therapist to see together because we are running into a couple of walls and seeing those new people has resulted in a vast overload of processing and I’m feeling very very burnt out and drained. No more processing. 🙁
Today my students are reading Aristotle. And they are explaining his theories to me.
Today, today I feel like a good teacher.