So.....I ripped my pants at school today, just above the knee. I bent over to put the net books up, & it ripped! I guess I shouldn't be surprised though; my friend Jamie told me yesterday that I am ripped & my trainer did work my thighs out like crazy last week. (When I informed her of what happened on the phone, she called me "the hulk.")Well, I'm at least thankful they ripped after school....I don't know how I would have explained things to my students.
We have had an intense couple of weeks. I had one student get written up by the assistant principal for slapping a little 1st grader across the face before school a few days ago. What's worse is that she told the 1st grader to go & do that same thing to "someone she hates." Nothing like that Christmas spirit, right?!
The other day during my after-school tutoring program, one of my students started dancing wildly, & the other student with us at the table turned to me & said, "well, that was awkward." hahaha. It was said with such disdain I couldn't help laughing out loud.
Then to add to all the exciting stories today, one of my students crapped his pants. I'm not sure how it happened, since he asked me to go to the bathroom, I excused him to do so, & then minutes before I excused them, I commented on the "fart smell," but of course no one would own up to it. I then instructed the class if they need to fart like that ever again, they should definitely go to the bathroom.
Well, come to find out he actually crapped his pants, because my colleague noticed the smell in her room, not long after my class joined hers for ELD. They were doing projects spread out on the ground & she said she was checking people's butts to see who the culprit was, but it wasn't until they lined up to go home that she saw the brown stains seeping down his legs. Poor kid. Ugh!
