Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Teacher anxiety dreams...even during the summer!


So...I walk into an administrator's office and she hands me an envelope.  In the envelope is notification that I am being removed from my classroom and sent to a second grade class at Tompkins...as a STUDENT! So I head on over to Tompkins and squish my grown up self into a tiny student desk next to a sweet girl named Erica.  The teacher is a pretty blonde woman and I move through the course of the day as a mix of student and colleague.  I help the other students and mentor the teacher.  At one point, the students are doing math by choosing and matching objects and I tried to get a little boy to recognize and name "rectangle" and I looked up at the teacher and we said in unison," haven't taught geometry yet, that goes closer to the test window".  Then the teacher went to lunch, leaving 4 students in the room with me and I wasn't sure what to do with them.  Fortunately, the room had a big arch cut into the wall, connecting it with another room.  The teacher in that room told me that the little blonde pony tail girl could be very wild at which point the wild girl opened her lunch box to eat while she did her work.  then I headed back over to GH to see if I could find out why I had been exiled.  No one could tell me.  Finally I ran into Cyndi pushing Charli and Olivia in a stroller down the hall.  Their hair had been dyed with dark gray and blonde streaks.  She told me that "they" were getting rid of "problems". I ran into Neva in the cafeteria and she told me that she was subbing for my class.  It didn't make sense for me that the district was paying me to sit in another class and paying for a sub for my class. I went back over to Tompkins to talk to the administrator, who was Heather, and ran into Stacie and the twins. At this point I had a giant six foot tall box of Rice Krispies.  The secretary told me that Heather would not be available for 15 minutes and I said I needed to talk to her, and I and my cereal box would wait however long it took, even if I had to sleep there all night.  She asked what the cereal box was for and I told her that it was just a visual.  Stacie and I go out to the grassy area under the palm trees to wait and run into a high school class that is being walked out with the hands behind their backs.  They stand in a circle and Keenan says something funny and Stacie and I are reprimanded by the teacher for laughing too loudly.  The secretary comes out to find us and as we head back into the office, I wake up.  I NEVER FIND OUT WHY I WAS BEING PUNISHED! ACK!