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Things I am thinking about right now include:
Ice cream sandwiches.
Snickers.
Knee socks.
Stress-induced vertigo.
Stress-induced insomnia.
English breakfast tea.
Fat pants.
Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks.
My couch.
My bed.
Going home.
Giving up.
Carrying on.
Swimming.
The weird zit I got in the middle of my very very red rosacea cheek today.
Do with it what you will.
In other news, here is a conversation between me and a third grader during lunch the other day:
3G: So you're observing us because you want to be a teacher?
Me: Yes, that's right. I'm taking classes on how to teach and coming in to watch you guys and see how things work in the classroom.
3G: How old are you?
Me: 42.
3G: 42?!?!?!?! AND YOU WANT TO BECOME A TEACHER NOW?!?!?!?
This was shouted so loud it echoed throughout the cafeteria. Kids. They always set you straight.
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Well, if it's any consolation, I'm right behind you and still don't know what the #$%^ I want to do with my life. Also, that's a really cool photo.
omg hysterical kid :)
Love that! When I was in school, I did an internship at a little preschool set in a house on the outskirts of Amherst. On my first day, the director encouraged me to just make myself comfortable and observe how the mornings usually unfolded. I took a seat at one of the low children's work tables and as the kids arrived over a short period, they drifted to different areas before the activities began. One little boy sat down next to me on another little chair and asked what I was doing there. 'I'm going to be coming to school two days a week for a while', I answered. He thought for a minute and then, leaning in closely, asked, quietly, 'Don't you know this is just for little kids?'
Don't mind the little "treasure". All my best teachers had life experience.