The answer to the question I posed at lunch on Tuesday about "I wonder if my car can go for three days after the gas light goes off" is NO. Right in the middle of the spelling word drill on the commute to school I discovered this answer. Not only was I treated to this bit of knowledge but I also found out that a sliver of battery on my phone will make two phone calls. I called the school saying I would be late and I called Cliff to bring gas. Then, the phone went dead. I got distracted last night before I plugged it in to charge.
B's (dear daughter) HS chorus came and performed for us at school this morning. She even directed one of the songs! She was so good. She seems a natural for directing. As if our school day wasn't thrown off enough, we had some readers from FHU to come and read to our classes. This in the past has consisted of one book and then out. Much to our surprise, they were to read for 30 minutes! To elementary school children, no less! And that's not all, we had two different students assigned to our room with 30 minutes each to read. Plus I found an underachiever wandering the hall because his class wasn't in the room. He said that he only found out about the assignment today and so only had one book so I had him join my readers. They read for a total of an hour and a half. So much for the science test and the math lesson we were supposed to do. I'm writing an email to their professor, Marie Johnson, to see if I can find out what went wrong on the information giving. This was terribly disruptive and caused the kids to be a mess all day.
So after school, I take my three Munchkins (JM and two friends) to play practice, drop them off and go straight to in-service. I get home about 6 and Cliff drops by for a quick meal and then off to the play tonight. I get a call to come pick up JM and when I get there, he is crying in the middle of a huddle of adults and B and other kids. Some kids pushed him down the concrete stairs for "no reason". I have no idea and no adult seemed to be forth coming with the story. I considered stitches but finally decided it probably wasn't deep enough but he has one pretty bad cut on his knee and two on his elbow. He had a rough day. I saw him right after a kid in his class tripped him on the concrete trying to cut in front of him on the way to the concert. That made the other knee swell. I saw him do that two more times before his teacher nailed him down. He has not had the best day.
Well, we are home and hope that tomorrow holds a little more promise than today did. On a bright note however, the last report card is in and we have three children on the honor roll. I can't remember the last time that happened. We are going to reward them in some way, probably a family evening out, maybe Olive Garden. See, the day can't be all bad.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
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