Last week of school...My hellions became angels, and my angels became hellions. Isn't that the way of it?
I was offered another contract, not just for next year, but continuous - so apparently they really like me.
Perks:
I got to move out of the dungeon. No more smelly carpet, no more echoey ceiling, no more people being incredibly disrespectful to my room just because it's already in rough shape. I now have a normal classroom, with the nicest desks in the school, and a Smart Board. If you don't know what that is, look it up. It is the coolest piece of classroom technology you'll ever find. I learned how to use them back in college, and only now are they starting to get out to all the schools. I'm super excited.
Week's Summary:
Last Friday - my Language Arts final. Not a single kid failed!!!
Monday - my Social Studies final. About 12 students failed, most found it really tough.
Tuesday - I packed my classroom, and tried to learn next year's curriculum (I've been assigned to grade 8 next year, rather than grade 7) while elementary students used my room to watch "Dog Hotel" in for their Fun Day.
Wednesday - I finally got to move my stuff into my new room. Yay! Found lots of junk belonging to the previous teacher, and took great delight in throwing it out. I have low tolerance for stupid messes.
Tired
KELTICANGEL! I haven't been on this site for soooo long, much has changed... and I can see my life's not the only one in a transition. You're married now? A thousand grats, hugs, and kudos to you and your man ^_^
How in the name of heaven are you?
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Live within else die without.
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I haven't been on for forever either. I'm doing really well. Loving married life, begun my career in teaching (although nothing full time yet) and trying to balance my online with my real life social lives. ^_^
What about you?
(You'll note I haven't actually had a chance to answer you until now - more testimony to my sporatic unsuredness)
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~KelticAngel
Ar n-Athair a tha air nèamh, gu naomhaichear d'ainm.
Thigeadh do rìochachd. Dèanar do thoil air an talamh, mar a nìthear air nèamh.
Mii Melda, ~lindale-eruhir
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What I see and what I know cannot be added to what you see and what you know because they are not of the same kind. Neither can it replace what you see and what you know, because that would be to replace yourself.
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man on the pole - Mostly Harmless (
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~KelticAngel
Ar n-Athair a tha air nèamh, gu naomhaichear d'ainm.
Thigeadh do rìochachd. Dèanar do thoil air an talamh, mar a nìthear air nèamh.
Mii Melda, ~lindale-eruhir
But how was your wedding? As beautiful as you deserve?
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"How do you know you're not head-to-foot extra nipples and we've all just been too polite to mention it?"
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~KelticAngel
Ar n-Athair a tha air nčamh, gu naomhaichear d'ainm.
Thigeadh do rėochachd. Dčanar do thoil air an talamh, mar a nėthear air nčamh.
Mii Melda, ~lindale-eruhir
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"How do you know you're not head-to-foot extra nipples and we've all just been too polite to mention it?"
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~KelticAngel
Ar n-Athair a tha air nčamh, gu naomhaichear d'ainm.
Thigeadh do rėochachd. Dčanar do thoil air an talamh, mar a nėthear air nčamh.
Mii Melda, ~lindale-eruhir
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ONCE YOU'VE BEEN HIT, YOU HAVE TO HIT 8 PEOPLE! IF YOU GET HIT AGAIN YOU'LL KNO YOUR REALLI sexy! IF YOU BRAKE THE cHAIN, YOULL BE CURSED WITH UN*SEXYNESS FOR 10 YEARS SO PASS IT HIT WHO EVER YOU THINK IS sexy
all kelts are sexy. Some of us are really superstitious, too.
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~CREATIVITY is allowing yourself to make mistakes.
~ART is knowing which ones to keep...
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