
Originally Posted by
AmeriBrit
That is awesome that you got to see your mom's family, Bridget. It makes me teary eyed thinking of it, too! Families are awesome.
Ugh, sorry to vent to y'all, but here goes. I hate hate hate crying in front of anyone, and I just did! I went to zumba with my SIL and she asked me how it's been going at school this week (I'm only on day 2!) and I burst in to tears. I felt like I had an awesome day yesterday and today was OK, too. A few of the students who have behavioral issues were not on their best behavior, but I dealt with it in my own way, which is in a calm tone and explaining to them that they'll get a warning, etc. Well, most of the teaching assistants I've met at this school are screamers. They really lay in to the kids and I absolutely hate that and will not do that. So, today, the principal (who is a good friend of mine) called me at home to ask if I was OK. I was like, 'Yes, fine, why?' And she said she'd had mixed reports about me and that someone told her that I seemed upset today. She said that what she's seen of me at school has been fantastic, so today was a surprise to her. So, I told her it was a surprise to me, too. She kept saying, 'are you sure you're OK? You'd tell me if you weren't?' So, any how, she called me back about 10 minutes later and said, "I apologize for that last call...that was a weird conversation, wasn't it?" Apparently, what happened was the TA who was in class with me called the teacher I'm covering for (he's on paternity leave) and told him that I seemed upset and wasn't sure I was coping with the class being rowdy! Ugh. This is why I hate working with a women! They can be so catty! (What had happened at the end of the day was the TA took a boy to the principal's-my friend-office to calm down, but she was agitating him by shouting at him that the principal actually asked the TA to leave the room. I think the TA is now blaming me for that episode because she lost her cool while with him, so she's blaming me for not calming him down, so she's run to the teacher to tell him this 'upset' malarchy. Ugh. I have to work with this woman for 3 more days, so at least it's not a permanent thing, but geez louise, why'd she have to go and try to drop me in it?!
And to make things worse (and the main reason I burst in to tears after zumba!) was that I came home to yet another rejection letter from a college about not getting in to the teaching program. So, it looks like I'll be looking for work elsewhere soon as I can't continue on just volunteering at school and occassionally subbing at the school getting paid minimum wage!
I wish I had some white zinfandel right now!