The withdrawal of not being connected was enough to get me out of bed at 5am. Ready for the day, I blasted down to the local McDonalds to take advantage of their internet connection. Unfortunately, there would be no facebook fix for me. Therefore, I figured I would head to school and start doing something. I did something alright. I wandered the hallways for at least 15 minutes looking for my classroom. When I found it, I stood dumbfounded in the middle of the room. It was empty. Nothing on the walls. I have nothing with me. In two days the students will be invading the room. Together we will make the classroom ours.
Speaking of students, I got my class lists today. My first class is made up of 17 boys and 8 girls – 7th graders – many exceptional students. (The new way of saying what we used to say as special education.) I imagine they have had about enough of school and do not like Language Arts. It is up to me to change that. I have been wracking my head with how to get them involved. I have so many ideas, but need to hunt down the resources. The book closet contains mostly big, heavy textbooks. The few novels there are, I have to schedule their use with other teachers. I would like to do an inquiry unit focusing on “Who Will Survive?” I wonder the response when we go outside and start building shelters?
Not only did I get lost in my own school, I showed up for my Human Resources meeting a day early only to find out that my social security card needed to match my license. It doesn’t. I have been married for 17 wonderful years. I go by the last name Robertson-Victor. It even says so on my passport. I was told today that my social security card needs to match. If not, I will be out of a job in 10 days. In no time, I was sitting at the Social Security office number in hand and was waiting for my turn. I left without my new card. In order to get one, I needed my marriage license and proof that my last name was once Robertson. Thank goodness for my dad the minister! (Jamie, if you are reading this instead of your tee shirt, be sure to save copies of the marriage license when you marry people.) I will be making the trip to Smithfield again sometime in the next few days so I can officially become “Mandie Allison Robertson-Victor.” Lesson to all you girls out there: Keeping your own last name makes paperwork so much easier!
A quick trip to the store was in order on the way home. I plugged the local IGA into the GPS and was on my way. I began to wonder if it had been overheating lately when it took me out to the end of a dirt road as my destination. On the bright side, I met a really nice lady and her daughter. I can hardly wait to see where I will get lost tomorrow!
Hopefully you will receive your Marriage info. tomorrow or Thursday at the latest. I will let you know when it is in somebodies hands on its way to you. Your challenge sounds really exciting. I believe these kids are headed for the ride of their lives. You are prepared for the challenge and you and they will do just fine. Love ya, Dad
ReplyDeleteI loved when you said, "I can hardly wait to see where I will get lost tomorrow!" Your life will never be boring and you will meet a LOT of neat people along the way, because you certainly are not shy! :)
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