Snowy May Day

Snow on the 13th of May...I know I've seen snow later in the year than this, but it doesn't make me like the idea any more than I did this morning when I had to scrape the ice off my windshield. It was nearly 20 degrees yesterday, and it's supposed to be up there again by Friday. What kind of plan is this?

It can be so hard to remember that there is a Master, and a plan. When nothing makes sense, when nothing goes right, when no one cares...those are the times when we grow stronger in Him. I have to remind myself that everything is in his hands, and my right isn't always correct. I count the things I do have, the people who love me. Life isn't designed to be easy, but there are sure days when it seems a lot harder than it needs to be.

It feels like I teach two separate days each day. With my older students in the morning, a prep period three and then lunch, it can be hard to get my head around coming back in the afternoon for my younger classes. It sometimes feels like I accomplish so much in the morning, and then the afternoon classes just rip that away. Really, if I wanted to be pulling teeth, I would have gone into dentistry, and be making much more money than I am now!

But it's not about the money. I can only hold out hope that some of these students will not be completely turned off of the class by the hooligans who are forced to be here. If life were easy...

Finally Friday

What an insane week. I'm not sure if there's a full moon, or it's the seasons changing, but there is something in the wind that is making normally average children into normally average monsters. I find they are either eager to be done, and so are doing well, or are eager to be done, so have decided they ARE done; school is over in their minds. I do have some wonderful students. Once I removed a few of the less than productive students this week, the rest have been lovely, and not because they are afraid of removal. They are grateful that those particular students are no longer around to bring down the class.

I'm looking forward to this weekend of nothing specific to do. Cleaning and laundry, maybe even some vacuuming; this really shouldn't be exciting, but it's my first weekend at home in nearly a month and a half. I might even get into my "office" this weekend. I hear there is an open house or two in town, so I might hit those up on Sunday. It would be nice to get rid of some of my neighbours! (And the ants. So many ants.)

The drama windup is scheduled, and it represents the last time I will have my drama kids together this year. I'll miss those grade twelves. I really hope some of the grade elevens step up next year. There is potential... I guess we'll wait and pray and see.