Jogging makes me sleepy for an extended period of time. This week is jog 5 minutes, walk 1 minute. It actually went better than I expected last night. I actually kept up with my friend Lemonhead. Usually I'm trailing behind her yelling, "just go on without me and leave me for dead!" By the time I was done, though, I was just ready for bed. And this morning, I'm still ready for bed.
Oh, Happy Fat Tuesday, by the way! I will celebrate it by eating fat food...pretty much the same as every day.
My throat hurts like a mug. I think it's partially due to being around cigarette smoke this weekend, partially due to the fact that the trees around here are starting to bud, and partially due to the fact that my cube neighbor won't take her blankety blank dead blankety blank flowers from Valentine's day and throw them the blankety blank away! Seriously! They've been killing me since Valentine's day. They're completely dead now. Let go of the past, live in the now. She even said today that she needed to throw them out because they are making her eyes itch. Well, get on it, sister! The rest of us are miserable too!
I need to go to church.
Anyway, I started taking my allergy medicine again, so hopefully it won't stay bad for long. But right now it really sucks.
My student's girlfriend called me this morning. It was actually the first time I have talked to her in forever. I think sometimes God puts people in my life just to make me laugh. She's a real character. They finally got back into their house this month (they had a fire a long time ago), so I guess he's ready to resume tutoring. I'm not sure I'm going to continue teaching him though. I love him to death...he's precious and great to work with, but I feel ill-equipped to teach him or maybe even to teach at all. Teaching is not my spiritual gift, and it doesn't appear to be a natural gift either...even though literacy is something I'm passionate about. Maybe sometimes passion just isn't enough. I don't want to hold him back because I'm a sucky teacher. And yes, I'm being a little hyper-critical of myself, but I don't do well with chaos. I don't know how to do lesson plans or incorporate all of the materials I think he needs into the small amount of time we have each week...especially when it might take him 30 minutes to read a couple of paragraphs. I don't know how to plan around that. Structure, structure, structure, or I'm a basketcase. There's a special place in heaven for people who can figure out how to work efficiently with special needs people.
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