The school year is wrapping up. I will be teaching summer school this year. *Thank you, Dr. G. for giving me that opportunity* There is an emptiness that comes with not being with my students. They are special people. Some of them have no one at home that truely cares about them, or at least this is the way they feel when they get to me. I will miss them this summer. Many of them will go on to summer school, while other must serve the rest of their suspension at home. Some have learned many lessons, others a few, and for a couple, they have taken nothing from this experience. That saddens me. I wish them all well.
The summer will go by fast. Friday is the last day for my afternoon group. Monday is the last day for the morning group. The week of June 2, I have a teacher work day to close out school and one to open up summer school. I am not sure what to do with the other two days that I have off. I do have a hair appointment on one day and a doctor's visit on another. Summer school will last until July 11. I have two weeks off before I volunteer at Girls Scout Daycamp for a week. The first week in August will be spent interviewing parents and students of the new semester.
We hope to take the kids to Six Flags once. Emma earned her free pass from reading 6 hours this winter. The rest of us get discounted prices. As long as the kids can stay with a grown-up, it should be fun. I have not been there since I was in high school. (20 year reunion next year--what does that tell you?--Joe is getting old.) hee hee hee
Emma begins 1st grade summer school in two days. That blows me away. Still. Proud of her.
James got a lesson in truth telling tonight. Caught in lie number one. Go to your room. Busted for number two. Wash your mouth out with soap. Let me tell you, I never had that done to me when I was a kid. He HATED that. I bet it tasted aweful. But, you know what? If he REMEMBERS the taste he won't be doing that again.
He is doing very well with keeping his thumb out of his mouth. Gummie Bears work great for motivation. Keep it dry. Get a bear. Love you, Bubba.
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