Wednesday, March 11, 2009
I had a bad day (really it was quite funny after it was over)
That was our theme last semester the song Bad Day by Daniel Powter. If someone would have a bad day we would sing it for them. Well on Monday I knew my classes started at 8:50 and I had five in a row, so I always get up early to make sure I am ready and to read through my stuff one more time. At 8:30 I was just sitting in my room piddling around waiting until I had to leave. I always leave for class 10 minutes early, and for some reason by this point I was thinking I needed to leave at 8:50 and teach at 9:00 so that is what I did. My classroom for 1st period is in the building I live in, so I only had to go down a few floors, but when I got in the hallway I thought it was weird that the kids were all in class. Then I realized what I did and I freaked out and ran to class. When I got there my kids were sitting quietly, but when I made them get into their assigned seats they refused and would not move, I spent 10 minutes arguing with kids to sit in their seating charts. This is one of my upper level classes so I was shocked at the dicipline issue, I did not know what to do. Once I made it through that class I ran to my next class across campus, and I was really excited about my lesson and started out really loud and excited saying "Let's talk about JAZZ" but I meant to say music and my kids were so lost and do not even know what Jazz is. Also, I guess as i was walking through the aisles and asking kids questions I was dropping note cards out of my book and did not know it. Near the end of class a kid told me I dropped something, I look down and I had dropped over 100 notecards in every aisle. It was soo funny I could not believe I did not notice. I run back to my third class and I had been wearing a sweater all morning and at the end of my third class my student told me I had buttoned my sweater crooked. WHAT A DAY, it was stressful at the time but looking back it was hilarious! Hopefully next Monday I will be a little more on top of things.
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