We've been struggling. I don't know if it's the cold weather or what, but, man, you guys, my kiddos are rough, rough, rough. Not that I'm doing so much better than them. I haven't been feeling well. The roads have been terrible. I nearly rear-ended someone on my way home from school yesterday. I also found out there's a chance that I'll lose my (amazing!) assistant.
At this point, my goal is to survive. It's not a pretty goal, but it's my reality right now. My goal is not to save the world this week; I just want to make it through. I'm sticking to my lesson plans and doing the best that I can considering all of the extra stuff.
I flashed back to the beginning of the school year today. The students' behaviors were very similar and the talk of losing my assistant reminded me of what that was like. I don't want to go back there, and I'm going to do my best to fight it.
Here's what I would love from tomorrow and Thursday (Friday is a PD day for us):
- No reports of bullying at breakfast time
- No stealing
- No tripping/hitting/pinching/kicking/etc. people on purpose
- Students who can give me two seconds to get my technology to work without going nuts. (This sounds impatient, but, seriously, in the time it takes me to switch from attendance to calendar, which is maybe 5 seconds, my kiddos can go from ready to learn to crazy monsters.)
I wish that I could be that wonderful early childhood educator who is patient and understanding of the behavioral quirks of kindergarteners. This week has just not been my week.