I think that working with kids, no matter what the age, causes aging more rapidly. Seriously....I have more gray hair now than I did at the beginning of the school year last August! How do I know this, because my co-worker kindly pointed it out to me during a conversation one day--in front of other people! I was completely mortified, but of course tried to make a joke out of it by admitting that's why I colored my hair earlier this year. It seems that I need to recolor my hair, as those gray strands are blinding people as I walk past. It's not that I'm "old" by any means, but I have worked with "big" children for the past eight years. Teaching=Gray Hair (especially since we spend more time with the "little darlings" than their own parents and families do each day.)
Speaking of teaching, I happened to turn on the news yesterday ( a rare moment), and they were running a story about a local principal that was busted for trying to buy crack from an under-cover detective--while the principal was in his office! Talk about your stupid criminal award! The funny but sad parts are: 1) His normal dealer was probably one of his students, and 2) If I worked in his school, I'd probably want to smoke crack too! (Talk about your stereotypical inner city schools--and it's a middle school! I guess I'll have to come up with a different expression instead of saying--"Are you smoking crack!?")
Yes--Spring Break is just around the corner and I hear the waves calling my name! While I would love to spend Spring Break in Hawaii, my lack of cash flow requires that I sit this one out in Florida. (Did I mention that I work for the school system?) Thankfully--the pool is just around the corner because I know that I will not be able to get near a beach unless I want to leave at 5 AM and fight the traffic. No thanks! At least by the pool, I might actually meet some of my neighbors. Quite a shocking thought!
I found a couple more interesting blogs. Let me know what you think!
and of course, from one of my friends...