I worked so freaking hard at school today that it was incredible! My new tables came in...those round ones were an abomination. Over half the kids were facing AWAY from me--which meant that they were busily talking amongst themselves rather than listening to me as I teach. So, the new tables are long rectangles. My home room got them down to my room and We set them up, partially. But the arrangement just didn't work. So, after break, I had Dean hunt up some boys who were doing nothing, and they did a lot of moving for me. They moved the thin white desk over to the south wall, then set the two gray bookshelves atop it. That made a LOT of space. They dismantled the computers and set them in the hall and took down the big plastic table. They moved the storage cupboard to the other side of the room and started moving some of the stuff over to the opposite corner where I had planned to set up my desk. Then, it was time for Senior Sem--so I enslaved my seniors and made them move the rest of the stuff over into the corner of the room. They put the cupboard into its final resting spot, put the VCR box up there. It was a hellacious mess. ARG. And some of them were being whiners and crybabies and lazy butts. But there were a couple who worked their butts off! I had to serve lunch after senior sem--and that was a pain, since I wanted to continue working on the room. Also, my back has hurt all day--and it is a pain to have to stand up in there all that time and serve kids. I wish my knees and back would just GET BETTER. Well, any how...I enslaved my 6th hour kids too-- and they shifted bunches of stuff over to the proper side and put books on shelves for me, and lifted books up to the tops of the shelves I could not reach. In the process of all this, I threw away a huge garbage can full of trash. When 7th hour came around, there was nothing more the kids could do for me--I had to finish it off myself--it was sorting and organizing kinds of stuff. I didn't get done--but I'll tell you, it sure looked a lot better than it had to begin with. When everything was just piled up in the corner, I felt real depair--Like I would be in a mess for week....but if I can get my lazy ass up and to school in the morning--I should be able to get it all taken care of in 2-3 hours. Not that I especially WANT to do that.... .But--it is far easier to do that kind of thing when I am on my own...rather than having kids all over me. During 6th hour, Kayla H. and I were sorting some children's books into a crate when she ran across the copy of the book Peace Like a River. I told her a little bit about it--which led to her telling me that her mom had talked to God and thenme tellng her about the time I "felt" the presence of god and his love. And we both got a little teary eyed. Then I told her that the love i felt for my students was like that some feeling -- warm and pure. And then she told me she loved me, and I told her I loved her, and we cried a little and hugged. Then 6th hour was over, and we both went on about our business. :D I love Kayla. ;
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