Well hasn;t it just been a few days. I guess it is rather redundant of me to say that since I have date headers on these posts and you can see that for yourself, but I guess after a week of high school teaching I have gotten used to stating the bleeding obvious to less-than-intelligent people whose skills pander to the lowest common demoninator.
To say I was apprehensive about going back is an understantement. I really did NOT want to. I was prepared to just give it all up and go back to teaching college. Just the idea of having to dumb down my communication or slow down the speeding train of my thought and speech revolted me, as did the idea of having to play babysitter to a bunch of monkeys. Again, the light at the end of the tunnel: AP next year! It may even happen as early as this year, I am SOOOO crossing my fingers (Sara, pray to the goddess for me) that I get it this semester because my life woul dbe so much simpler. Things have been improved and looking up this year, so who knows. Maybe it will? Send good thoughts my way.
First week has gone by slow and exhaustingly although I am compiling great notes for my book. I HAVE to parlay this into some kind of text because the experience is just too good. SO different from college. The big positive....the pay. For instance, got my first check for two days of teaching. It was close the same I got for two weeks of three courses at USF. Sad....VERY sad. But I wish the money were enough for me to just enjoy it. I just don't like kids that young who don;t understand things like respect and responsibility. And it;s not like the parents can take all the blame. These kids are individuals who carry the burden of their own decisions...at least when they are not trying to scapegoat.
Although the year has been going well....last night did not. Had an early dance class and was looking forward to coming home and relaxing and watching TV instead of coming home rushing and crashing (which has been my week so far). I get home and get my keys out and my house keys are missing. And I have no clue how. I have all my key rings on a D-Ring (or Lesbian keychain as David calls it) and there is NO way they could have just fallen off. I had to call a locksmith because apparently the apt. complex won;t send out the maintenace guy to get the damn spare key. Went to K-Mart to buy new locks. Guy had to drill one of the locks. Had to fork out $50 for him and another $30 for the locks. And at the end of the day lost two hours and had NO time to just relax and veg out. Thank GOD the family is getting together tonight. I need the release and the laughter....well, family minus one.
The only other great about today is the impending car transaction this afternoon. I am becoming quite a bargaining shark thanks to my ability to recall watching my dad and mom haggle. I would say it is in our blood...if I were middle eastern. I hope it goes well. Oddly...I feel REALLY guilty forking out $40 for car payments....but leases are a beautiful thing. Just don;t want to fall into the trap of owning a car. Want to feel a little freer.
And finally, without going into too much detail....I have been a victim of no less than four occurences of racial profiling by faculty and staff this week, and have been called FAT....in a roundabout way. First the latter: go to see the head secretary, ask for some school shirts and such to feel "a part of the team," we go back to the storage room, she asks my size, I usually wear mediums or larges in shirts, she looks at me in disbelief and questions me about it, proceeds to hold a medium up, look at me, and pegs me for an XL or XXL.....and asks me about 4 times if I am sure about my size.
I must say that after doing a few math calculations...I can learn to bite my tongue and muddle through it with panache.
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