Well my relaxing Sunday is almost over. It always amazes me how fast the weekends slip away. My weekend was not quite what I had planned. Saturday we had originally planned to go to D’s sisters. We were going to go to their church to experience Journey to Bethlehem. But, we had some issues come up and we were not able to make it. I was a little disappointed. I have been wanting to go for a couple of years, but it never seems to work out. We instead spent the afternoon looking for a new winter coat for Sweetpea. I had ordered her a coat online. I liked it at first, but it just does not fit her right, she is uncomfortable, and now she is fighting every time we try to put her coat on. D and I set off on an adventure to find a new coat. We went to many places with no such luck. I guess we are still looking. I am not someone who enjoys shopping, especially this time of year. Sweetpea was not helping by refusing to try on the coats and running away from us. I would have much rather have gone to Journey to Bethlehem. One of these years.
This week will be fun. I have a normal week planned at school. I think we have a whole week with no instructional time interruptions. That will be so nice. Monday I have a meeting after school. Tuesday tutoring. Wednesday I am leaving a little early to meet D at my doctor’s office for an ultrasound. Thursday tutoring and a Christmas concert for my nephew L. And, Friday home right after school.
Tutoring has been interesting this year. I am keeping three girls. They crack me up. They would all benefit from one on one time, but sadly I don’t have that to give. The small group works well though. The one little girl is just so excited about staying. Every afternoon that her Grandmother comes to pick her up she joyfully tells her what we have done. We may not have done anything fun or extraordinary that day, but she thinks we have. It makes me so happy. This is a girl that could use a little joy in her life.
I have some family members that are just beginning to work in the school system. They are just amazed at the amount of issues that we have to deal with on a daily basis. It seems unending. I guess I have worked in a low income school district long enough that I am used to it. It would be wonderful if I only had to deal with teaching. But instead, I have to deal with medications, family issues, custody issues, drugs at home, poverty, stealing, bullying, and I could go on and on. It is so hard to expect these students to learn anything when they may have not taken the medication they need before they left the house, they may not know where exactly they will be sleeping tonight, they are worried about mom and her new boyfriend fighting again, they don’t have a warm coat to wear, they have to get themselves up and ready to go in the morning, the school breakfast and lunch might be their only meals for the day, they might get bullied on the bus by a middle school kid on the way home and so on and so on and so on. I have learned in my years of teaching (yes, years) that you can’t fix all the problems even when you want to. It breaks my heart all the time. I have a lot of nights I cry on the way home over my students. All I can do is pray for the kids that they will survive and break the cycle that has been created for them. I know praying isn’t allowed in school, but they can’t stop me for praying for those kids on my own time. I hope that I can say something or do something that will help them realize that they are something and worth so much.
Need to run. Tests to grade. Progress reports to fill out. Lesson plans to write. It is truly an unending job.