A Teacher’s Aide Lament

I realized something today. This job that I’ve been doing  for the last few months has made me feel one big thing.

All I do is a form of shouting, or raising my voice all day, and I am not to happy with that.

When I am in work, I speak normally as you normally would. Then you have to realize you are dealing with kindergarten boys with autism, so my voice gets up once in a while to get their attention.

I come home and normally call the girls a few times for walks, meals, whatever.When Jim gets home, well, let’s just say his hearing is selective.

Peace and quiet… I hope to meet you again some day.


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Sixty two year old married female, care-giving, coffee-drinking.dog loving former government employee who is writing to try to keep her sanity.

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