Space

My first full week is over. Next week, I look forward to setting up my own room space. Technically, I still can't work with the kids yet until my fingerprints have cleared. You just never know who's going to be a psycho, I guess! But it will be nice to feel like I have my own space. There are two different resource rooms. I let the other teacher have the bigger/nicer room, but don't think it was an entirely altruistic move on my part: there is so much traffic in there, it would drive me insane! There are kids coming in there to "calm down", sensory kids in there taking a break and jumping on a small trampoline, other kids in there who need a quiet place to do work, and on top of that, it's the home base for the all the para-pros (aides) who work with our special needs kids. So I opted for the smaller room. Unfortunately, the temperature in my room doesn't register with the system in the rest of the building, so it ALWAYS feels like a meat locker in there. I was assured that I could get the administration to provide a space heater, though, so that will be my first order of business :).

But for now, I am really enjoying my weekend! It's nice to get up whenever, and not at butt o'clock in the morning...

3 comments:

tim said...

Ohh...I see my son, your husband, has influenced your phraseology in a negative manner...butt o'clock...I don't believe that came from your careful upbringing!

Brenda said...

I thought it was appropriately descriptive...just what I want to say when the alarm clock rings ANDIT'S STILL DARK OUTSIDE!"It's butt o'clock."

Anonymous said...

Up at the crack of dawn....I get it!! Mom

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