The second day of PTC is in the afternoon, so it’s only a half-day of school for the kids. I guess half-days are better than regular days in that the kids are only there for three and a half hours, but its pretty exhausting (and basically pointless) to hurtle through the schedule in double time (in order for the day to count, all the kids have to get lunch; we basically do the regular schedule in fast forward). It’s very stressful shoving kids in and out of classrooms every twenty-five minutes, not to mention trying to get them to do anything productive while they’re in there.
No conference was quite as dramatic as yesterday’s menstrual sleuthing, but one mom did offer to come and sit with her son every day if he couldn’t stop talking without her help. Another mom, who has a ridiculously nice daughter, turned out to be pretty ridiculously nice herself – every compliment I gave her kid she turned right back around to me (“she’s only doing all her work because you inspire her“), and she began and ended by earnestly shaking my hand and telling me how thankful she is that I “work so hard to teach my daughter.” When she asked me if there was anything she could do to help her daughter, I wanted to ask her to go to a few other kids’ houses and start raising them too.
Savanna
I am going to start a band and name it Menstrual Sleuthing