I am grading persuasive essays. This is actually many of my little moments these days.
Friday the 14th: Patience. I totally lost my voice and my students were amazingly patient.
Saturday the 15th: Novruz! Fire jumping, egg cracking, baklava eating!
Sunday the 16th: Dad’s. Dinner at my dad’s was great.
Monday the 17th: Voice.
Tuesday the 18th: Fenugreek. Holy milk. Thank God for this little miracle.
Wednesday the 19th: Students. I asked a lot from my kids for the last day before spring break and they rose to the challenge beautifully. Mock trials, Socratic seminars. Amazing.
Thursday the 20th: SPRING!
Alma got her third two year molar (only one to go! Yay! ).
Harriet got her very first tooth (ohmygosh still so many left….).
I survived two mock trials, two Socratic seminars, and two movies on the last day of school before spring break.
Jesse is just generally fantastic.
I am starting a six week job this week. I have subbed a couple days in the past couple weeks, but this is a full time job. I will be teaching 6th and 7th grade language arts. I am glad to be doing this job, at this school. But.
I will be leaving my girls. My grumpy, teething girls. The girls who are getting their snot all over my clothes all the time. The girls who whine when they are hungry (which is all the time if you are wondering). The girls who sometimes refuse naps in a very passionate way. These girls who can get on my last nerve. But.
These are the girls who I love with the equivalent of two hearts. The girls I love to feed. And comfort. And make happy. The girls who I try so hard to understand. Even in passionate, nerve fraying moments.
These are my girls. My tribe. Six weeks.
I think we can survive 6 weeks.