The Yucky Day
Feb. 13th, 2018 07:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serafina20Today was a yucky day. First, one of my students had breath so bad I could smell it before I identified where it was coming from. I hope it was just that they just hadn’t brushed their teeth and there’s nothing wrong, but… ugh. And they were sitting right next to me in class, so double ugh. Then, as we were waiting to board the bus for the bus evacuation drill, a student came up and told me she felt like she was going to throw up. I felt her and she felt a little warm, but I still told her to go get water and go to the bathroom. She made it two steps before she threw up on the grass.
Thank goodness we weren’t on the bus yet.
Then, after lunch, a student led another student to me. The other student was reluctant to come, so I thought something had happened at recess. No. The student had just thrown up. “But just a little bit,” she assured me.
*sigh*
With kids, there’s no in between. They either come up for every little scratch and bump, needing a bandage and reassurance, or they wait until they’re sick all over the place before complaining. I mean, I’d rather they not come up for everything, but I also hate dealing with sick. I’m not good at it. Half the time I start gagging so hard I get tears in my eyes, which is not a good look for a teacher, but it’s involuntary. Just like crying at sad parts in books.
Tomorrow if Valentine’s day, which I love because the kids love it so much. I, unfortunately, forgot to make bags or have them make bags, so I bought paper bags for them to decorate tomorrow. If we have time; it’s a short week and next week is shorter because we’re taking a field trip. But, we’ll work it out. I got them cookies and juice, they’ll hand out their Valentines, and we’ll have a good day.
Provided no one gets sick.
Thank goodness we weren’t on the bus yet.
Then, after lunch, a student led another student to me. The other student was reluctant to come, so I thought something had happened at recess. No. The student had just thrown up. “But just a little bit,” she assured me.
*sigh*
With kids, there’s no in between. They either come up for every little scratch and bump, needing a bandage and reassurance, or they wait until they’re sick all over the place before complaining. I mean, I’d rather they not come up for everything, but I also hate dealing with sick. I’m not good at it. Half the time I start gagging so hard I get tears in my eyes, which is not a good look for a teacher, but it’s involuntary. Just like crying at sad parts in books.
Tomorrow if Valentine’s day, which I love because the kids love it so much. I, unfortunately, forgot to make bags or have them make bags, so I bought paper bags for them to decorate tomorrow. If we have time; it’s a short week and next week is shorter because we’re taking a field trip. But, we’ll work it out. I got them cookies and juice, they’ll hand out their Valentines, and we’ll have a good day.
Provided no one gets sick.
