OT: Happy Ending to One of THOSE Days

OT: Happy Ending to One of THOSE Days

Post by Witchystitche » Sun, 05 Feb 2006 11:20:19



I had one of THOSE days when things just went wrong and got me angry.
It actually started yesterday, which was an "in-service" day at
school. It was set up as a "wonderful professional development
opportunity" to allow us to score the State Asssessments. It was so
poorly organized, that it was almost laughable. I came home and
decided to check my school email to find out that I had to rearrange
my entire schedule (which takes hours to make so that every one gets,
lunch and gym and music and band lessons and what ever other pull-outs
they get, to take one additional student, whose mother didn't want him
with another student in my class.  Then I find out that I have to
"clean out" all the teaching materials I've accumulated because they
want to let another teacher (not my favorite person in the world,
either) use my room when I am not in it and she says that there is not
enough room. It was suggested that I donate it to newer teachers. This
is the stuff that I've spent thousands of dollars of my own money on
because the district won't purchase what I need to work with the
students I have.  I spoke to my DH and we decided that if I wanted to
lend it some of my colleagues I am friendly with fine, otherwise we
would find room to store it at  home. I have until Monday PM to move
it.

Then I cam home, tired and grumpy and my daughter wanted to go
shopping at the outlets. I dragged myself out since I was flattered
that she actually valued my opinion on clothes and after an exhausting
few hours, actually found a store for me (read larger sizes) where
they were having a huge sale on cashmere sweaters, marked down from
$190 to $40, so I bought two deliciously soft sweaters in beautiful
colors.  Exhausted, we met my DH at the car where he suggested that we
drive along a local road and find a restaurant and have dinner.

We stopped at a little restaurant near where we lived when we were
first married. It had changed hands, but we decided to try it.  It
was the best restaurant food I can remember having in a long time.

So now I'm home, and satisfied and I will not think about the ***
going on at school until Monday Morning. And I have leftovers.

Linda
PATCHogue, NY

 
 
 

OT: Happy Ending to One of THOSE Days

Post by nzlstar » Sun, 05 Feb 2006 11:32:17


makes me so glad rctq is always here at the end/start/middle of the day,
most especially your kind of day today.
we love ya, Linda. :)
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Quote:
"Witchystitcher" wrote...
>I had one of THOSE days when things just went wrong and got me angry.
> It actually started yesterday, which was an "in-service" day at
> school. It was set up as a "wonderful professional development
> opportunity" to allow us to score the State Asssessments. It was so
> poorly organized, that it was almost laughable. I came home and
> decided to check my school email to find out that I had to rearrange
> my entire schedule (which takes hours to make so that every one gets,
> lunch and gym and music and band lessons and what ever other pull-outs
> they get, to take one additional student, whose mother didn't want him
> with another student in my class.  Then I find out that I have to
> "clean out" all the teaching materials I've accumulated because they
> want to let another teacher (not my favorite person in the world,
> either) use my room when I am not in it and she says that there is not
> enough room. It was suggested that I donate it to newer teachers. This
> is the stuff that I've spent thousands of dollars of my own money on
> because the district won't purchase what I need to work with the
> students I have.  I spoke to my DH and we decided that if I wanted to
> lend it some of my colleagues I am friendly with fine, otherwise we
> would find room to store it at  home. I have until Monday PM to move
> it.

> Then I cam home, tired and grumpy and my daughter wanted to go
> shopping at the outlets. I dragged myself out since I was flattered
> that she actually valued my opinion on clothes and after an exhausting
> few hours, actually found a store for me (read larger sizes) where
> they were having a huge sale on cashmere sweaters, marked down from
> $190 to $40, so I bought two deliciously soft sweaters in beautiful
> colors.  Exhausted, we met my DH at the car where he suggested that we
> drive along a local road and find a restaurant and have dinner.

> We stopped at a little restaurant near where we lived when we were
> first married. It had changed hands, but we decided to try it.  It
> was the best restaurant food I can remember having in a long time.

> So now I'm home, and satisfied and I will not think about the ***
> going on at school until Monday Morning. And I have leftovers.

> Linda
> PATCHogue, NY


 
 
 

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Post by Kate G » Sun, 05 Feb 2006 13:17:49


Sounds like you teach "special needs" students... at one end of the spectrum or the other.  My son
is MMR -- and we have worked with many special teachers over the years.  I so appreciate the lengths
some go to in order to help my son maximize his skills.  In 13 years of schooling.... we really only
had 1 bad year... 5th grade... so I can't complain.  He will "graduate" this year and move on to the
transition program.  Fortunately for us here in Michigan... transition programs continue until the
participants are 26!  Unbelievable isn't it!

Keep on doing what you do... we parents really appreciate it!

Kate in MI


Quote:
>I had one of THOSE days when things just went wrong and got me angry.
> It actually started yesterday, which was an "in-service" day at
> school. It was set up as a "wonderful professional development
> opportunity" to allow us to score the State Asssessments. It was so
> poorly organized, that it was almost laughable. I came home and
> decided to check my school email to find out that I had to rearrange
> my entire schedule (which takes hours to make so that every one gets,
> lunch and gym and music and band lessons and what ever other pull-outs
> they get, to take one additional student, whose mother didn't want him
> with another student in my class.  Then I find out that I have to
> "clean out" all the teaching materials I've accumulated because they
> want to let another teacher (not my favorite person in the world,
> either) use my room when I am not in it and she says that there is not
> enough room. It was suggested that I donate it to newer teachers. This
> is the stuff that I've spent thousands of dollars of my own money on
> because the district won't purchase what I need to work with the
> students I have.  I spoke to my DH and we decided that if I wanted to
> lend it some of my colleagues I am friendly with fine, otherwise we
> would find room to store it at  home. I have until Monday PM to move
> it.

> Then I cam home, tired and grumpy and my daughter wanted to go
> shopping at the outlets. I dragged myself out since I was flattered
> that she actually valued my opinion on clothes and after an exhausting
> few hours, actually found a store for me (read larger sizes) where
> they were having a huge sale on cashmere sweaters, marked down from
> $190 to $40, so I bought two deliciously soft sweaters in beautiful
> colors.  Exhausted, we met my DH at the car where he suggested that we
> drive along a local road and find a restaurant and have dinner.

> We stopped at a little restaurant near where we lived when we were
> first married. It had changed hands, but we decided to try it.  It
> was the best restaurant food I can remember having in a long time.

> So now I'm home, and satisfied and I will not think about the ***
> going on at school until Monday Morning. And I have leftovers.

> Linda
> PATCHogue, NY

 
 
 

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Post by Witchystitche » Sun, 05 Feb 2006 21:53:47


Thank you. That's what keeps us going. Most of my students are now
Inclusion students. This will benefit some of them, but for many it
means that they don't get as much direct instruction as they need in
order to reach their potential. Instead of teaching them, we
accommodate for them. Instead of giving me time to teach them to
decode, we read to them. Instead of giving me time to teach them to
add and subtract, we give them calculators, but then not even time to
teach them the use them. Then we subject them to state assessments
where you can't use these accommodations and we are SHOCKED when they
fail.

Off my rant -- it really is the parents and the students who keep us
going. I have a framed email from a former student who moved who tells
me (in one sentence with no punctuation <g>) that she was enrolled in
a high school for medical arts and would have her LPN soon. Her plans
are to attend nursing school and eventually become a Nurse Practioner
or a midwife. She says she can do it because I believed in her.
Whenever I get frustrated, I read that. I also think of it every time
Larissa posts because that was this student's name.

On Fri, 3 Feb 2006 23:17:49 -0500, "Kate G."

Quote:

>Keep on doing what you do... we parents really appreciate it!

 
 
 

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Post by nana2 » Mon, 06 Feb 2006 03:15:47


Hi Linda,  So sorry you had such an awful start to your day.  DH & I can't
help but wonder why you don't get more support from your student's parents
on this matter.  I have many teacher friends and they spend lots of their
own money on supplies to make the learning experience top notch.  Most of
these teacher have DH's that earn a good living and can support that
"private donation" to their classes. At the Holidays, instead of another
gift I always give a gift card to a supply store to help out.  I was happy
to read that the rest of your day was wonderful.  Keep up the good work, you
are truly a positive force in the life of your "special" students.

Linda in Tx