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Today was my last day subbing. Tomorrow I start training on the boats.

I spent the morning as an aide to a Kindergarten special needs boy. He's off his meds, and shall be referred to as Hyper. Most of my vocabulary this morning consisted of "Hyper, no running! Hyper, you can play on the computer after you do your worksheet. Hyper, don't you want to share?"

Despite being Hyper, he still remembered his "polite" words...most of the time.

Me: Hyper, come color this flower for your mom.


Me: Hyper, what color do you want your card to be? Pink?

Hyper: NO THANK YOU!!1!!1!

Me: Hyper, if you can't be nice, you can't play on the computer.

Hyper: *shoves me* GO AWAY PLEASE!!1!!!one!!

Other times, he left off the polite words, ran down the hallway...when we were going to speech, he tried to hold the door closed once he got in the room to prevent me from following. Luckily, he's a puny 5-year-old.

He was actually a nice kid, just, as has been stated, Hyper.

At lunchtime, I sat with Hyper and some of his female classmates. Suddenly, one of them said to me, "You're my big sister in God's way."

Me: Uh...yes, that's right. Actually, everyone is your brother or sister...in God's way.

Girl 2: Yes, and God is our daddy.

Girl 3: And our mommies are all God's wives!

Girl 2: God isn't married!

Girl 1: And JESUS is our biggest brother of ALL!

Me: ...

After lunch, the Kindergarteners go home, and I had to take Hyper and one of his male classmates to the SpEd bus. Because they go home earlier than any other grade, the SpEd bus parks with the regular buses in the bus lane, instead of behind the school. However, the only contact I'd had with the SpEd bus before was when I was putting a 4th grader on it, and it parked behind the school.

So I was figuring we had to go behind the school to get to their bus.

Hyper ran ahead of us while I was lagging behind with Male Classmate, trying to put a paper in his backpack. I glanced down and when I looked up again, Hyper had disappeared...toward the regular bus lane.

I took off running through the cafeteria, with poor Male Classmate struggling to keep up. I saw Hyper push open the door, then push it shut behind him, the little twerp. By the time I got to the door, he was already climbing into a bus. I yelped at Male Classmate "STAY HERE!" And lunged toward the bus...the...SpEd bus.

"Oh!" I gasped to the driver who was looking at me with an expression of something like incredulity. "I thought you guys parked around back!"

"Not for Kindergarteners," he replied.


So I trudged back to the door where Male Classmate was waiting in the foyer, staring at me with saucer-sized eyes.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing. Sorry. Come on."

I put him on the bus without further problems. I felt like a dumbass, and from the way the driver and the aide on the SpEd bus were looking at me, that's apparently what I'd looked like, too.

After I ate lunch, I went to the junior high. The rest of my day was spent with a 14-year-old 7th grader (she looked 10) who was possibly the sweetest junior high student on the face of the planet. She corrected some papers, read me her speech for the living wax museum the junior highers are doing on Friday (she's gonna be Harriet Tubman) then spend the rest of the time reading from a handout.

Is it God day or something?

She, too, brought up religion--asked me if I went to church. I said no, and she asked if I wanted to go to her church. They're having a dinner, she told me, and a sermon...it's the First Baptist, just down the road!

I told her that it was very nice of her to offer, but I had to get home.

She seemed sort of disappointed when she asked why.

I will probably burn in hell for telling a little white lie--I need to get home and let my dog out. Which actually didn't turn out to be such a lie, as it turns out. Mom was working outside (still is) and Summer was inside (punishment for running off to play with Kate, the neighbor's dog, when mom had her out earlier).

When I got home, I helped mom carry her fake-flower-covered arch out to the garden and nearly got eaten by the 747s disguised as mosquitoes in the 15 minutes I was out there.
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Okay, Phase One of Friday has passed.

I subbed for a 2nd grade class today, and they were one of the best, most helpful, obediant classes I've ever had. EXTREMELY well-behaved. I loved them, and a bunch of them drew pictures for me, some OF me. I have like...12 pictures that I brought home, and 3 or 4 of them are pictures of me, right down to the glasses and turquoise shirt I wore.

At lunchtime, I ran to the store to get some chewbones for Summer and something from the deli for me (chicken strips and mozz sticks...yum) and then took them back to the school to eat. At first, I was going to sit in the back room in the office to eat, but when I got back there, I saw there was a kid in there reading with some schoolbooks spread out in front of him. I didn't want to eat with a kid (3rd or 4th grade, I'd say) I continued on through the room, but I didn't want to seem aloof so I said, "Hi there! Finishing up some homework, eh?" This may have been someone of an inane question on my part, but the kid was kinda rude. He was like "Yeah, who are you?" And it wasn't a curious "who are you," it was a "who the fuck are you and why are you talking to me?" tone. Whatever, Junior.

One of the girls in my class today (the one who gave me the most pictures and also invited me over to her house to play after school) brought in a Guiness Book of World Records for show and tell, so when they were having free draw between assignments, I read some of the animal facts to them. They really enjoyed it, and they liked trying to guess the animal. I would ask "Okay, raise your hand if you think you know the answer...What is the animal with the largest wingspan in the world?" And then I'd show them the pictures and read them the little blurb about the maribou stork, koala, Kitti's hognosed bat, capybara, etc.

As soon as school got out, I finished my report and jetted, as I was worried about Summer, who had been home alone (but for the cat) for 7 hours. She was EXTREMELY happy to see me but the only damage I could find was to a paper towel she must have gotten out of the wastebasket beside the computer.

She hadn't eaten any of the food I put out for her this morning, and she still hasn't. As soon as I got home, I let her out to pee and then took her out to the road and threw her ball for her until she was tired.

Anyway, in about another couple hours I have to be at the docks for the port cruise. It's a pretty crappy day and I'm still trying to decide if I want to wear my couple-years-out-of-date contacts or my glasses. I'll probably go with my contacts just so I'm not constantly having to wipe off my glasses.
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Okay, so...I was supposed to be a cafeteria lady from 11-2:15 today. Then the head of cafeteria ladies called this morning and said she didn't need me after all. YAY, free day.

About 20 minutes later, Beth from the elementary school called and asked if I could come in from 11-2:15 to sub for one of the music teachers. So I did.

It was okay. I had Kindergarten from 11:15-11:45. At one point, when they were being too loud, I sat them down, told them they needed to calm down a little before we did the next song, and reminded them that they needed to raise their hands if they wanted to say something. One little girl shot her hand into the air.

Me: Yes.

Little Girl: You shouldn't play with guns or touch a gun because it might go off and shoot a bullet and you might kill someone so you shouldn't touch a gun and you should tell a grown-up.

Me: *blink*

Little Boy: YEAH you should tell a grown up and stop drop and roll!

Me: *blink blink* Um...yes. You shouldn't touch guns. Very good.

Turns out, they'd just had a couple cops in to talk to them about gun safety.

Then I had an hour for lunch. I ate my granola bar in like 5 minutes, then sat around being bored until 12:45. Then I had a couple 4th grade classes. The first one was sort of loud and annoying, the second one was fine.

Then I had ANOTHER break, for half an hour, then my last class was 5th grade band. We went through some pages they'd already done before, and made them do each song twice (they were short songs), and told them that every time they groaned about my song choice, I'd make them do that song again. They got the hang of it pretty quick.

Tomorrow, I go in at noon to sub. I'm not sure what grade it's for.

I'm a little nervous about Friday. I leave home at about 7:30. I sub for a 2nd grade class. It's an early release day, so school gets out at 1:50. By the time I get home at around 2:30, Summer will have been alone in the house for 7 hours. THEN, at 4:30, I leave home AGAIN and go to do a port cruise and I probably won't be home until at LEAST 8:30. But I'm really really nervous about Friday morning. *sigh*
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I had a dream last night of which I don't remember much.

I was subbing in a music class, which wouldn't have been bad, but I didn't really know what we were supposed to do. Luckily, the kids were all pretty well behaved and told me they'd been singing songs from a songbook, so I got it out, we read through a song and then sang it along with the music on the CD.

At that point, the regular teacher, who was just about to leave on vacation, came in to see how we were doing. I told him we'd just sung a song and I was looking for another, and he singled out one of the boys and told him to sing the song for him, without music. He also wasn't allowed to read the words from his book. The teacher had apparently expected him to memorize them with a couple read-throughs. When the boy only remembered the first few words, the teacher started CHOKING him and yelling that he was a loser.

At first, I just stood there, staring. Then my brains kicked in and I ran over, karate-chopped the teacher's hand away from the boy's throat, and said "Get out GET OUT!" And I basically chased the teacher out of the room.

THEN, apparently, I was an outlaw, and there was a house with blood on the floors, and I could swim underwater, and then there was this guy who I'm guessing was a bodyguard (and he was kinda hot) but for some reason, not so versed in the art of camoflage. As we were underwater, I was wearing greenish-gray paint and scales and he was just wearing his white skin, and there were boats passing overhead. Every time one passed over looking for us, I'd have to basically get over him so his skin wasn't visible and we blended in with the seabed.

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Okay, on Wednesday and Thursday, I subbed for a lady who does special math at the elementary school in the mornings, and in the afternoons, a short period at the junior high and two high school health classes.

I was really nervous because 1) MathOMG and 2) Junior High/High School. Surprisingly, it all went well. The math was stuff that I only remembered vaguely, but easy enough to re-understand, and plus I had the teacher's edition answer key. Not to mention that the first class was split into two parts. One part was 5 "individualized math" students, who need a bit of extra help on their math, and 3 pre-Algebra kids, who are better at math than I am. Ni's mom, who is a teacher, took the IM kids, and so I spent the hour hanging out with 3 nice 6th-graders who rock at math.

The junior high thing was weird and sort of hard to explain, except that it was a 15-minute "mini-period" and all we did was silent reading the first day, and "hall duty" the second day, in which they cleaned up the hallway.

The high school classes weren't all bad, either. The first one was pretty good, despite the fact that we were watching the most boring video in existance (called "AIDS: Questions with Answers"). It was made in 1989, so some of the info was outdated, not to mention the hairstyles. It was a dramatization about a teenage boy who discovers he has AIDS, and how his family deals with it. It seriously looked like it was made by high school students with an old camera or something. Anyway, the first class just gently mocked it, which was fine. The second class was rather large and loud, and one kid in particular was running around, standing on his head, throwing things...y'all, he managed to find a dead frog in a plastic bag (in a room used primarily for ENGLISH class wtf) and threw it at someone.

On Thursday, they had to finish their STD packets. I made a deal with them that if we could do 6 pages together, quickly and seriously in class, and they promised to finish the rest of the packet as homework, I'd let them have whatever time they had left as freetime, and that worked pretty well. Annoying kid from the second class was gone that day, so we actually got stuff done. YAY.
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I was a wanderer once again today, though only until 12:30. Then no one had any more work for me and I came home, which is good because I've felt mildly craptastic all day. Sore throat, headache, feet hurt. Not really bad, just enough to make me glad to be home.

Tomorrow mom and I are going to Anch. to see Mel and get the car checked up and all that stuff, so I will be sort of out of touch for a couple days.
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Was a wanderer again today. Not much to report about my day, except that once again, my feet hurt. I saw Cap'n Greg and Family at the store and chatted, and then I had to go to the clinic and get a TB test. Technically, I should have gotten the damn shot before I started subbing, but today was the first time they could fit me in, despite the fact that the shot takes less than 2 minutes. Oh well.

On a completely different note, someone called my house last night while I was sleeping. I popped up and grabbed the phone, thinking it was 6 am and someone from the high school was calling to see if I could sub. I said, "Hello?" and there was a staticky sound and a woman said "Hello?" Then I said it again, then she said it again...then I said it again...then finally she said "Oh, I think I have the wrong number! Sorry!" and hung up. I looked at the clock and it was 1:20 am. On the one hand...OMGWTFBBQ120?? On the other hand..."Oooh! 5 more hours of sleep!"
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I was a wanderer today, which we decided sounded nicer than "gopher" or "floater." The 3rd-6th graders were doing testing, so I basically walked the halls, making sure people were being quiet and seeing if the teachers needed help with anything. They never did. Now my feet hurt, but the office ladies had me in there doing filing and putting together paper packets and stapling things, stuff like that. Beth told me around 11:45 that if it got to be 12:30 and no one needed me to do anything I could go home. Then I got caught up in doing recess duty and filing and stuff and before I knew it, it was 3:40 and I was finally heading out the door. I do it all again tomorrow and Thursday, but it's okay. I actually had a lot of fun. I like standing in the hallways and talking with teachers I've known forever.
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Subbed for another aide to a special needs child today. He was a Kindergartener, and a cute kid, if a bit difficult. He pouted and whined and didn't enunciate, but at least he didn't scratch me or anything. I took him to one of the resource rooms and let him play in an inflatable pool filled with plastic balls for a while, and he did his classwork quickly (for the most part) and efficiently. He did get upset when he wasn't one of the line leaders, though. Whew. Pouted all the way to lunch and all the way back. And while he was AT lunch, he went to get a cup for his milk and stopped next to the little girl who WAS the lineleader to tell her that HE was gonna be the line leader. Cheeky little fellow.

I took him to the bus at 12:45 and then I spent the afternoon with the preschoolers. I met them in the library while they listened to a story, then we went to the gym and let them run around and jump over a jump rope a bunch of different ways. One of the boys, a rather chubby kid who just turned 4 (and so adorable) got his whole body into the jumps. The teacher told him to jump with both feet over the rope, like his feet were glued together. He would bend way, WAY over, and swing up his arms and jump as high as he could...and would go maybe 2 inches. So cute.

One of the other little boys was sort of a special needs kid, I'd say, but he had someone who was sort of trying to keep him in check. HE scratched me. And pinched me. And didn't listen, but whatever. One of the little girls was the most adorable thing ever. She had wispy blonde hair and wore glasses and her backpack was bigger than she was.

AND. AND. A lady came in with a basket full of FIVE BABY BUNNIES. She had dyed them pastel colors with Koolaid. The little kids got to hold them. And then I got to hold them! SQUEE BABY BUNNIES!

Tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday there is testing going on in the school so I'm going to be roaming the halls and making sure that people are being quiet and running errands for teachers and stuff. When Beth called me for that job she said "Make sure you wear comfortable shoes!" Oh dear.
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So today, I subbed for the aide of a special needs 4th grader. The day went fairly well, though the schedule I had was a little vague so I had to keep asking various teachers and office workers where I had to go next.

The little girl (we'll call her Jess) was quiet most of the day, every once in a while she'd get a little loud, and she kept grabbing my wrist in both her hands and laying her lips on the back of my hand. At one point, I had to take her to the preschool room so she could get things ready for the preschoolers when they arrived, and that's when she got a little difficult. She would lay down on the couch and refuse to get up, then when I finally got her on her feet, she grabbed me and almost seemed like she was trying to dance or something. One of her other teachers came in and helped me get Jess on the right track, and for the rest of our time together she was very good.

I am tired, but yay! Friday is an early release day!
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So I had the same class today as I had yesterday. They were better in the morning than they were yesterday. So much better, in fact, that I was regretting mentioning some of them in my end-of-day report yesterday. Then, I got cocky. I basically only had them in the morning. After lunch recess, they had spelling, and then they had to go to gym class, and then music class, and then I had to read to them out of a storybook till dismissal.

So, as I mentioned, the morning went well. After lunch, it turned sour. The three boys I'd written up yesterday were involved in some sort of argument, so that the boy who had acted out the most yesterday was in tears. I sent him to the office and told him he could stay there until he stopped crying, and could talk to the principal if he wanted. (To clarify: I didn't send him to the office because I was angry, I sent him there so he wouldn't have to cry in front of his classmates. And the principal at this school is the nicest woman ever. She was my choir teacher in junior high and my brother's 3rd and 4th grade teacher. Lovely, lovely person.) When I told mom about it when I got home, she asked, "A case of bullies and victim?" and I replied "He's a bit of a bully himself, I think. I'd say it was a taste of his own medicine." This might be an unkind statement, but it's true.

Anyway, she brought the kid back while we did spelling, and pulled the other two boys of class to chat, and then told me it had all been straightened out.

I took them to gym, and when I went to pick them up, the gym teacher told me they'd gotten a "dot" today *gasp* instead of a plus sign. When I picked them up from music, the teacher seemed very happy to return them to me. And when it was storytime, they would NOT SHUT UP. I finally had to send Crying Bully BACK to the office, this time for banging his forehead forcibly against the bookshelf. I asked him to stop. He pulled out a bin lid and started hitting himself with that. I asked him to stop. He said, "What else can I hit my head with?" and picked up a waterbottle and started hitting himself with it, so I asked him to go to the office. He was completely incredulous. "What? WHY?"

"Because I've asked you to stop hitting yourself several times and you haven't." And even after that I had to ask him AGAIN to go to the office before he went. Bleeeeh.
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Just subbed for the first time in the Valdez district. A 3rd and 4th grade teacher got ill and went home around 9, so I took her class for the rest of the day. It was fun for the most part, with a couple dashes of "Hey you, sit down and shut the hell up" thrown in (but gentler).

My favorite exchange took place while we were standing in the line for lunch. I had to escort my class in the line until they got into the kitchen, so the two boys at the back of the line were talking to me. Note: the teacher had told the class my last name before I got there.

Boy: When the teacher told us your name, we thought it sounded like a vampire name.

Other Boy: *nods*

Boy: So we were afraid you'd have long teeth and be scary.

Other Boy: But then when you got here, we thought you might be boring.

Boy: So we were almost hoping you WOULD be a vampire, so you wouldn't be boring!

Me: ...

Me: So...are you still afraid I might be boring?

Boys: No.

Me: Thanks.


Me: Is it sad that a 3rd grader thought I looked boring?

Nina: Yes.

Although, 15 minutes into my day there, I'd already had 3 kids come up and tell me that I should tell their teacher to make me be the sub every time she was gone, so I guess that's something.
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Got a late call today. Waterford called at 7:45 and told me one of their 5th grade teachers had been in but had gone home sick and could I please get there as quickly as possible. So I did.

The day was crazy, because 1) Mondays are D.A.R.E. days, 2) they were having a Storybook Parade in the afternoon, and 3) I didn't get to the school until right after the first bell rang, so I didn't have time to go over the lesson plans or anything.

The upper grades at this school switch classrooms for certain subjects, so I had 3 Social Studies classes. We went over their worksheets. One of the sheets was a wordsearch, and the kids were supposed to answer 6 questions to find out the words they needed to look for, then find them in the search. Clue number one was "Two spices used in the medieval ages to preserve food." The answer is pepper and cloves. In the search, the word "cloves" was backward.

Clue number six was "The science of determining a ship's direction and location." After I collected the papers, I saw that one kid hadn't finished figuring out the words, but he HAD circled all the words in the wordsearch, presumably by copying someone else. Next to number six, he had written, "Sevolc."

One kid...I wanted to kill him. The entire day, I was like "SHITHEAD*! Stop talking. SHITHEAD! Turn around! SHITHEAD! Stop kicking Quiet Girl* under the table!"

Also, I saw the twins today. I didn't talk to Twin 1, but Twin 2 asked me if I was going to help him with his math or reading today, and he gave me a big hug. He's the sweetest kid ever. He was dressed as some sort of military police, I think, and told me that next year he was going to be a "scary ghost."

Anyway. YAY it's almost dinnertime!

*Not their real names
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Got a call at 10 this morning. Woodfield needed an afternoon sub for a 3rd grade class whose teacher's daughter was ill.

This was my afternoon.

11:30 Get to classroom, meet teacher, she explains my day to me
12:30 Kids come in from lunch recess
12:30-1:00 Silent Reading
1:00-1:45 Gym (I just had to drop them off and pick them up)
1:45-2:00 Read to kids from a Magic Schoolbus book
2:00-2:15 Afternoon recess (I was a recess monitor)
2:15-3:15 Administer math test
3:15-3:30 Clean up, gather books and coats, play 5 minutes worth of Heads Up, 7-Up
3:45 Come home

Oh...oh. My day was...so hard.
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Subbed a full day today in Waterford. Art class. Hour of Kindergarten, half hour 5th grade, full hour 5th grade, half hour of 3rd grade, 50 minutes for lunch AND prep time, half hour 2nd grade, full hour Kindergarten, half hour 6th grade, full hour 1st grade.

Oh. My. God. )

*For the purposes of this entry, meegle meegle meegle is a sort of incoherent, happy-sounding yelling.
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Subbed a full day today, same teacher as last week. Not bad, but my throat has been really hurting since yesterday so I didn't really want to do anything today. Most of the kids I saw were fairly well behaved, a few got frowny faces on their daily moniter sheets, which just keep tabs on their behavior and work habits from day to day.

Twin 2 was back at school today. He is the sweetest little kid EVER. He kept hugging me, he was very polite, and he's a good worker. He's my favorite kid there. His brother is charming as well, but he's a little less sweet.
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Subbed another half day today. I was supposed to be with one of the twins all day, but he was at the dentist's, so I helped out with a 1st grade art class (paper mache pumpkins...OH SO GOOEY) and then went to help out a little boy in Kindergarten with his journal. He was very sweet, all he wanted to do was draw. I had to ask him to do some favors for me and write the first letters of the names of the little guys he was drawing (Larry the Cucumber and Bob the Tomato, among others).

Then I went to the Kindergarten class next door and helped out with a little girl, Sarah*. She chews on things and actually has a special chewy-toy thing on the end of her pencil so she won't chew markers and erasers and stuff. She drew me a picture (I'm still unsure what it is) and signed it with her name and a heart with a smiley face. I work with her for most of Monday.

I then gave a spelling test to a 4th grader, and he did it in like 2 minutes, so I went back and made some copies that the teacher wanted me to make for her.

I also saw my friend Kelly from Merry Maids. I trained with her, but she only stayed for a few weeks before getting fed up with management and leaving. She's a teacher (sorta like a special ed teacher, I guess.) Keely had seen her when she worked with the 5th graders a few days ago, and told me that she was working there, then I ran into her in the bathroom a few minutes before school got out.

I almost didn't recognize her at first, but she recognized me and we talked for a few before she had to run off.
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So I had another half day of subbing today, my first day at the Waterford district. I subbed for a special ed aide, and my job was mostly to go back and forth between the classrooms of two brothers, second-grade. They were preemies (twins) and have cerebral palsy, but one can walk fairly well and the other can use a walker, and they both have wheelchairs.

I was very nervous because I'd never worked with special needs children before, but it was really fun. Both the boys were absolutely charming. The lady I was subbing for was there this morning (she was going on a field trip) and she introduced me around, and when she told the boys who I was, the one with the walker gave me a hug! He's a little less developed than his twin, has vision and motor problems, slurred speech, and needs help keeping focused, but he was so sweet. The other one is very quick-minded, it seems, and able to read and count fairly normally. They both love gym (favorite subject) and the huggy one hates math.

I sat in a chair next to their desks and once, when I sat down next to the less impaired one, I bumped my knee on his desk and said "Ouch!" He nodded sagely and said, "Yeah, this desk is very bitey."

Tomorrow and Monday I'm TECHNICALLY subbing for the special ed teacher and not the aide, but I think the aide I was subbing for today is just going to take over for the teacher and I'll basically be doing the same things I did today, maybe with different kids.
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Okay, so Keels and I applied to be subs in the Waterford school district, in addition to Burlington. The lady just called us this morning to tell us we'd been approved.

This evening, she called back. She said, "I have some jobs. Are either of you available to sub this week?"

We wrote down the jobs. A couple minutes later she called back with more. Here is the result.

Keely: will sub tomorrow and Wednesday for a 5th grade class, and Thursday for a 7th-8th grade reading class.

I: will sub Thursday morning for a special ed aide, Friday morning for a special ed teacher, and Monday all day for the same special ed teacher.

A good thing about this Waterford thing is the calling in advance, no wondering if the phone will ring in the morning. O'course, there's still that possibility, because we're on the Burlington list. But whoa. As Keely said, "We hit paydirt with Waterford!"

I'm a little worried because I've never done special ed before. Keely is worried because she'll be teaching math in 5th, so we just spent some time going over fractions, because we were both a little rusty. It came back to us fairly easy, though.
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Had a sub job today, and so did Keels. They called us on Monday morning and asked if we would be interested in subbing today, and offered Keels a half day with a special needs class, and me a half day with a Kindergarten music class. This morning, they called again and asked Keels if she would mind making it a full day special needs class. She isn't home yet.

Otherwise, not much to report. We watched a Disney Sing Along Songs tape in my 3 Kindergarten classes, and then I came home and showered. Go me.

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