Career Choices

I was too sleepy to post on Friday and have managed to procrastinate it until now - late on Sunday night, trying to put off Monday morning for as long as possible.

Friday was good. This whole mean tough teacher thing seems to be working. Like I said, it is absolutely draining and exhausting, but I am feeling much happier overall.

We had our first Friday free-choice time for my seven students who had next-to-perfect behavior, while the other 15 kiddos went to my teammate's room to write about the poor choices they were making. I received a pile of apology letters, which were sweet. Except look at Kendal's: 

What?! I can read "Dear" and  her name at the end. That is all.

Earlier in the day, we were working on our All About Me books and discussing what we want to be when we grow up. Most of the kids wanted to be whatever their parents are, and there were some pretty normal answers: lawyer, work for the mayor, police officer, painter, doctor, dolphin trainer, etc. Jake said he wanted to be in the FBI, and then everyone wanted to be in the FBI. And of course there were also some funny ones: cowgirl, famous, an artist who makes 3,000 bucks, and (my favorite) a maid. Dream big, babies!