Ok, today I am sick.  It is extremely obvious to my students, my collegues and most of all me.  I am not walking-dead-sick, but still lacking energy.  My co-11th grade teacher (who is leaving me next semester to be an instructional specialist) told the principal that she didn't think I would make it through the day.  Principal says, "Who?"  "You know, Mrs. F." [gotta point out how memorable I am here.] "Nah, she won't leave.  She'll stick it out."
Now I need to point out that the person that had to think about who I was pegged me better than my friend.  but I did leave at exactly 3:45.  It took 10 minutes of 'date prisa' and 'vallence a su casa,' but i got all the boys & girls kicked out of my room and headed home.  My across the hall neighbor was even impressed that I didn't stick around today.
Why you might ask was there anyone in my room that wasn't taking an exam.  Good question.  I had about 7 boys show up.  2 that rode the bus and couldn't leave, 2 that were taking the last exam, but not the first and 3 that just showed up.  Then two more asked their teacher next door could they come in my room when they finished the exam.  I should have kicked them all out.  but I wasn't leaving, I knew I wasn't leaving and where else would they go?  At least in my room they weren't getting into trouble.
We did have a moment where they all felt my head to see if I had a temperature.  I was proclaimed "calliente" (sp?) and  they stayed away from me after that.  they didn't try to give me any grief though and that was good.
Monday, December 19
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