I was in charge of carting 27 middle school girls to and from various classes, labs, and activities at different institutions. This was part of my training for the teaching fellowship that will fund me next year.
It was rewarding I GUESS.
Mostly it was exhausting, because middle school girls are godless harpies, descending upon each other with cliquey-ness and cell phones, full of hormonal energy and covered in glitter that NEVER WASHES OFF.
Before they even knew each others' names, there was a clique of five girls, and they were deciding to all wear blue the next day. On Wednesday, they wore pink.
Some girls were cute, some were intelligent, some were well-behaved, and some could NOT SIT DOWN ON THE MOTHERFUCKING BUS. I'm glad to say that for the entire week, I did not swear and I maintained control of the group, using some common-sense discipline tips from Becky. I guess this means that a middle schooler is not much different from a 1-year-old. They think everything is about them and have short attention spans, but ultimately respect your authority and want you to like them.
I spend the weekend decompressing at Rachel's mom's place near Las Vegas' less attractive sister, Atlantic City. We jumped around in the waves. The family puggle looks like Samuel L. Jackson. Fun fun fun fun.
This week begins a different kind of teacher workshop, where I meet up with the teacher I'll be working with during the school year and we plan the curriculum. I'm paired with an awesome lady who teaches science to grades 3,4,5 in JP. Today a woman who looked and sounded like Sarah Jessica Parker told me about using technology to teach kids. I learned two new words:
Glog - online poster, etymology unknown
Cafetorium - dual use cafeteria and auditorium
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