previous // December 10, 2004
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Who knew this working thing would be so tiring? We've had two snow days this week (Tuesday and today) and each time I was torn between my desire to be paid and my desire to stay curled up in bed. For half a second I wondered if this was my attitude about teaching as a whole, but then I remembered that I've been in for subjects that aren't my own and it will be different when it's my ship I'm commanding. How I turned out that nautical metaphor is a mystery to me.
When I first applied to sub, Mom and I agreed that when I am called in it would bode well for me to not associate myself with her. It's just a professional thing, since I'm still building my reputation, and while there's no inherent evil in begin connected to Mom, students will respond differently if they have this knowledge. So when yesterday a student asked me if Mrs. P is my mom, I denied it, citing coincidence. One of Mom's students was in this class (Chemistry) and said that Mom's weird and old enough to be my grandmother. It took all of my energy to not die of laughter right then and there. While true, I never think of Mom as being my grandmother.
So of course as soon as I got a chance, I rushed over to Mom's room and promptly told her. She got a kick out of it and tried to come up with a way to work the word "weird" into her class with this student. I had some time before the next set of classes I was to take over, so I hung out in Mom's lab. Her class was in the next room, with the student I'd had that morning. I was talking with her sub in the lab, and I kept hearing Mom drop the word weird. I filled the sub in on what happened in Chemistry, and next thing I know I'm being outed in Business Law. It gets better. Mom has a student in there that works at the restaurant where Dad and his buddies hang out, so she says (loudly), "You're related to ::my dad's name::? Now I know the whole family!" Mom then had to leave a little early for the meeting she was scheduled to attend, so I took over the last 2-3 minutes of class. "Who pays for gas money?" Oh, brother! And the student from Chemistry called me a liar, to which I replied, "Technically, I didn't lie to you. I lied to that other kid."
Meanwhile, I have a jam packed weekend ahead of me. I'm definitely taking advantage of this snow day (but not really, if you look at the time stamp this was posted) to get some work done. Lots to do: finish my Health take-home final, write my 2-pager for Seminar, tweak the new layout for this diary (coming soon to a computer near you next week!), write a lesson plan for Health, and work on a unit idea I came up with earlier in the week. And, of course, I'm taking time out of this very busy schedule to call my first placement supervisor and watch 3, the movie on Dale Earnhardt's life (because I'm a hopeless NASCAR fan).
Cheers for snow days,
Thanks for reading,
Ter
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