..is what happened when I agreed to do a sub. teaching job on Wednesday,that somehow went completely awry. I was at work on Tues., and could not answer my phone when the computer generated calls started coming in around 6 p.m. So just had to let it ring and sing in my pocket. By the time I got finished up: I had twenty missed calls from the 'subfinder', looking for replacement teachers. I knew I didn't want to go into a Special Ed. classroom, so it was just as well that I had to pass on all those offers.
When I did get to the point after work that I could take a call, it was for a job in a little school where I have been before, as an aide in a pre-K class. I am really amused by four year olds, and though I would rather get better pay for my time, decided to take that assignment. Got up Wed. morning, and found something for lunch, got organized and drove to the school. Nearly on time, with only a slight traffic backup on the way.
Only to be asked when I went in the office to sign in to take a third grade class. Which I did not agree to and did not want to do. When the admin. assistant asked me, I said 'no', not even tempted with a better paying day. Then she asked if I would go in that class and stay for a bit until they could find someone to do it. I said 'no'. So she asked if I would just try it. I didn't want to, and told her I would rather do the pre-K job, but with great reluctance and trepidation would go until she could call around and get a replacement. I am almost certain she quit trying the minute I walked out the door.
The good news is that there was an aide in the room when I got there, they were remarkably well behaved until they went to lunch. 99% due to that person in there who knew them, could call them by name, knew their routine, knew what the teacher expected from them, and could bring disruptive behavior to a screeching halt. The rest of the day was not fun. But I survived.
I should have stayed at home, and gotten my Christmas letter written. It would have been a much more peaceful and productive day. Though I did go to church and help with the ARC blood drive, plus give a pint. And so exhausted from all this, I fell into bed about 8:30. Which of course means, I woke up about 4:00 am, thinking about that letter I need to get written, copied, addressed, mailed.
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