7:55 am - I arrive at my assigned school with five minutes to spare before my 8:00 am duty. Turns out I don't HAVE that duty. It doesn't show on the schedule, though it is in the teacher's notes. Someone says they are sure they heard THAT teacher's voice in the hall.
8:00 am - I rush to the classroom. Lo and behold! The teacher IS present. I check my app with the assignment. You guessed it? I am at the WRONG school. The two teachers in question share the same last name, but not the first. I know... I can just hear my neighbour now, M. Ange, saying "Nounoune!" I think Nounoune should become my middle name.
8:05 am - I am getting ready to dash off to the RIGHT school, where I am NOW REALLY GOING TO BE LATE FOR MY DUTY, when the ever so sweet VP nabs me in the office. He informs me that a parent has posted on FB, that a SUPPLY teacher was drinking pop in class on Tuesday. Well, guess who was the O-N-L-Y supply teacher in that school that day?????? Yours truly. Do I have time for this? Just when you think you have experienced E-V-E-R-Y FIRST possible occurrence of something in your teaching career, you get GOBSMACKED! It must have been a very slow day in someone's life. In my defense, I must state the facts and ONLY the facts! A) I was drinking WATER out of a recycled plastic ginger ale bottle. B) I don't drink pop, unless I am making a mixed drink. OOPS! Did I say that? Ipso facto, I would NEVER be drinking pop at school. C) On a point of principle, I don't buy bottled water, ever, ever, ever! I don't use nice, expensive water bottles either, because I keep leaving them behind me in different schools and classrooms. I know "Nounoune"! Enough said.... I could write an entire blog just about this last paragraph. WHAT have I learned? Don't use green plastic bottles, and R-I-P the darn label off ANY plastic, recycled bottles that you do use.
8:13 am - I am half way to my car, when I realize my lunch is in the fridge, so back I run into the school.
8:16 am - I am finally on my way to the RIGHT school, after asking the secretary at the WRONG school to call the secretary at the RIGHT school, and inform her that I will be "REALLY, REALLY, LATE FOR DUTY NOW."
8:21 am - I arrive at THE RIGHT SCHOOL. I dash into the classroom, dump my stuff and run outside to the playground, where I am now over twenty minutes late, only to find out from the teacher there, that I DON'T HAVE ANY DUTY after all! It was a mistake in the notes.
8:25 - I heave a sign of relief and dash back INTO THE SCHOOL.
8:30 am- I have two minutes to look over the day's preparation and take a few deep breaths, before the bell rings.
8:32 am - In walk twelve of the cutest, sweetest, most darling four and five year olds, and I know right THEN AND THERE, that I am going to have a most AMAZING DAY, and I did! I am blessed.
Yes you are blessed sistor, and a nounoune too. One question. Why did you stay at the school when you were told you had no duty? By duty don't you mean ....work?
ReplyDeleteNO, duty is suiervising the kids, as they play, or eat. It is NOT teaching, but part of your job anyway.
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