My Boys.

My Boys.
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October 3
Wednesday

At first I thought it was going to be another day. But to my surprise I didn’t know I was going to be practicing running the classroom alone. Yes, that is Yeema (Ye-Ma) was sick. She had been telling she wasn’t feeling to good, but I didn’t know it was this bad.
I was standing at flag rising and Yeema never showed up. She is usually late, but never this late. I starting thinking to myself, “Self you’re on your own.” But part of me didn’t want that to happen so I just kept telling myself she would come and not leave me along. Next thing I know Sharon calls over to me, “Liz, Yeema is sick.” My stomach dropped. I didn’t know what to do. I know the day will come when I’m on my own, but still what a surprise to be dropped off at the curb (figure of speech). Any who, I realized I needed to do this all by myself; I could do it, but still. This is a lot of kids to deal with. So the day didn’t go as bad as I was thinking. Towards the end of the day while I was helping the lucky five the other kids got out of control. I told them to sit down and wait for me to get done, but no one listened to me. So I stood up really fast and looked at them. All the kids knew I was at my last straw and quickly walked back to their seats. I made them put their heads on the table for 15 some minutes. I was so mad? At the same time I can understand why they played. I know I would have. I just hope Yeema comes back tomorrow.

October 4
Thursday

I’m extremely home sick today. As I sit here and do my work I find myself thinking about my family. How Jake plays basketball or how loud his music is while driving. My mom’s laugh and smile. Jerry’s work; how he’s determined to get back on to him feet. Wondering why Bobby always says fuck when he laughs, Ashley’s mini farm, Beaver’s work truck and Angie’s shop. These are just the little things I miss.
On a different note, one of my kids broke his wrist (I think). I was sitting at my desk organizing for the next class period when Yeema comes up to me with Choronei holding his arm. At first glance I didn’t think to much anything, but after my double take I realized that Choronei must have broke his wrist. His hand looked elongated; sick. So I ran him up to the office holding his hand o’ so gentle and had Sopheak call him mom. I wanted to make sure Choronei went to the doctor so I kept persisting on the idea. I didn’t want this to go unnoticed by the parents thinking it would fix it’s self. When people don’t have money who knows what they won’t do. I hope he comes to class tomorrow so I can see how he is doing. Choronei is one of my many favorites. He is so good in class. Oh! Speaking of good and bad kids, I started a new punishment today. The kids didn’t seem to mind the corner anymore. So I decided to do wall sits. I have them do them for one minute while balancing a piece of paper on their laps with their hand straight out. Pagna (bung-ya) was my first victim. It was actually kind of funny to see them to it. Yeema and I just laughed at the idea, but thought we needed to do something different. It’s going to be interesting to find out how it’s going to work. If you guys can think of anything else that would work, please tell. I am desperate to get these kids into shape by the time Yeema leaves (2 months). It may seem like a long time, but I can’t believe I have been teaching a month and one week already. It’s mid-terms here next week. WOW! I have been here a month and a half. It doesn’t seem that long ago. This year is going to fly by.
I am almost done with my mid-tem grades I just have 2 more classes to do and just add up the averages on some of the other classes. Not to much, but time consuming. I hope to have it all done Friday afternoon. Only a half day so we’ll see.



October 5
Friday

This morning I found out that one of my kids quit school. They stopped because her mom could not get her to and from school. Karuna (Kar-de-ni) was one of the best kids in the class. I will miss her smiley face. It makes me wonder how many more kids I’m going to loose throughout the year because of the parents. It’s kind of sad to think I just might loose more.
Fay and I were talking about Choronei (broke his wrist) she was thinking like I was, just maybe he won’t go to the hospital because of money. If I could I would pay for him. No kid should grow up with a deformed hand because they didn’t have the money. Although it happens all the time, but if I can help it I will try.
Today I have to stay at the school really late. Katrina and I are going to eat at home, but I need to come back to school and work my butt off. I need to finish up my grades, and print and laminate stuff. I want to put the abc’s and numbers 0 to 9 on the each desk. Most of my kids already know that alphabet but I’m mostly doing it for the lucky 5. They need it. This way when I’m helping they can use it.
Later on…
I didn’t get to use the library as much as I wanted. I did get a lot done grade wise. All I have to do now is finish up 4 subjects and put them on paper Sopheck gave me today. I’m so happy I’m almost done. I have been working on this all week. I tell you what; I will never never be this stupid again. I will always have a paper trail. Ok, so the library. I got the keys and everything ready to go, but when I sat down at the computer to print stuff I noticed it wouldn’t turn on. I tried everything in the world, but I didn’t want to ruin things so I gave up. Heather was with me for a few minute and we walked back home together. At home I just worked more. I worked until sundown; the very last minute.
I didn’t go to vespers because I don’t like to play Bible games and Ben usually does that Friday night. And I know if I went Kim would talk me into something I didn’t what to do. So I just hung out here in the apartment. I actually was watching a movie; Knocked Up. Not a Sabbath movie, don’t follow my examples.
I still can’t believe it’s going to be my b-day tomorrow. No longer in my teens I’m getting old. Just think half way to 40 and ¾ the way to 60 SCARY! Alright I’m not that old, but still can’t believe I’m 20 years old. I still view myself as a high schooler.