Three days that felt forever…
I had to write up a student for discipline issues. It was the first time I ever had to do that and it bothered me for a few minutes.
Funny how that feeling passed right over me.
I think I am taking to 4th graders like a duck to water. Physically, I come home and I am in bed by 8:30 pm or 9:00pm. It’s probably because I am now constantly moving. When I am with the students, mentally I feel refreshed, if that is possible. It’s as if they realize that I am there to help them. It is nice to feel them appreciate me.
There’s one problem, though.
Monday comes around really quick.