Calgon, Take Me Away
I look at my friends who have been teaching a few years now with a mixture of envy and awe. I can't wait for the day.. to be that teacher who is ahead of the game instead of just keeping her head above water.
Anyone who knows me knows I THRIVE on organization. This past week, however, has been rooted in nothing but DISorganization (a prefix, by the way, I reintroduced to my class this week). Papers are everywhere, I have multiple to do lists...and oh yeah, I have to somehow try to teach.
Since I last wrote another child has been added to my class which now brings my total up to twenty. I currently have about three sets of children with the same last name and two sets with the same first name which has already been heaps of fun.
BUT yesterday I got a copy of a plan for a child in my class that was made last year. Apparently the boy is classified as ADHD which was not surprising to me AT ALL considering he "doesn't like chairs". There's no way he's taking his meds although it's in his plan. Also in his plan as of last May is that a paraprofessional is in the room to assist him.
Which was a red flag for me.
Not unlike sex in the champagne room, there's no para in my room. None.
So the unanswered question still remains...will they move the boy to a room that has a para OR will they give me a para? I pray for the latter but you know what they say, be careful what you wish for. If you get a dud para you actually could be worse off.
On a separate, unrelated note, I have had little to no time to do stuff like this. And even when I do get a spare moment to log on to blogger these days, a lot of times it won't let me update.
I just wanted to acknowledge that I will still be reading and writing to my fellow bloggers...it just may take me a bit of time to get in the swing of things.
(sigh) For now, it's back to the land of third grade lessons...