I'm not going to lie, I hated today. It was partially my own fault - I saw Cloud Atlas last night (so crazy! so good!) and then stayed up way too late reading and thinking about it. So I came to school already very tired, and none too excited to be there, and I think that contributed to my annoyance with the kids. Not to mention that they were extremely chatty and obnoxious and it was my first time dealing with Johnny in a week.
Anyway.
My students constantly and consistently ask if the can go to the clinic (the nurse). It might be for a little scratch or a stomach ache or something they need ice for. (Side note: They seem to need ice for everything! Bruises, bumps, a piece of dust in their eye, headaches... Ice feels awful on headaches, you fakers!) I usually try and convince them that they don't need to go to the clinic - because they don't - but will eventually let them go if it seems necessary, or if I am just sick enough of them asking. Well today as I was walking them in from recess, from behind me I heard Presley say, "Anna, let's go to the clinic tomorrow." Um, excuse me?! I just kept walking and said loudly, "I heard you Presley!" And then I let her know that I'll never let her go to the clinic again unless she's actually bleeding or throwing up. Is that reasonable?
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