I’m in a terrible mood.
A.L.I.C.E drill didn’t go well at all. Our 8th graders are just so impulsive and loud. They wouldn’t be quiet, they wouldn’t help each other out, and all I could do at the time was stand back because I wasn’t supposed to help on one of the drills. Then, students wanted to argue about what they’d do if we had a shooter in the building.
I’ve tried for months to find this class to finish my language arts endorsement. Every time I submit a class, it’s denied. I’m to the point the point where maybe I wasn’t meant to be an 8th grade teacher because I can’t find the right class! Ugh!
I’m not in that bad of a mood that I won’t write about my new babies! We’ve got eight baby chicks that hatched over the weekend!
Aren’t they cute?
If you read this blog, we’ve got a new calf on our place too, so all of a sudden, spring has spring has sprung in Northeast Iowa!
The fun thing about these chicks, we gathered these eggs and put them in an incubator and hatched them ourselves! They are a breed (Buff Orphington) that are pretty docile, so this should be fun to replace some of our flock, then to be able to sustain new birds going forward.
And when you find something as cute as baby chicks, you love them and hug them and squeeze them and call them “cute!” 🙂
April 4, 2017 at 6:46 pm
CUTE! My children were delighted by this picture. 🙂
April 5, 2017 at 8:40 am
🙂 That makes me happy to read! They will be cute for another week, then they enter this kind of ugly stage before being grown!
April 4, 2017 at 7:15 pm
At least you had a couple of things that made your day a little better. Sorry your class didn’t behave better. However tomorrow is another day & a new set of joys to be found.
April 4, 2017 at 7:30 pm
Irresistibly cute! On recess duty today a boy came up and ‘gifted’ me a baby robin egg he had found on the ground. I instantly wanted to incubate it but it was a cold egg. Darn.
April 5, 2017 at 8:38 am
Awwww…..I love that word, gifted! Sometimes, that’s what they do, don’t they? 🙂
April 4, 2017 at 8:17 pm
My husband grew up on a dairy farm. I remember the first time he told me to let the calf suck on my finger. I was shocked at how strong it was. Don’t give up on teaching – you are a natural, it seems to me:).
April 5, 2017 at 4:34 am
I love how you moved yourself away from frustration.
April 5, 2017 at 8:37 am
Balance is good. You mix the frustrations with the joys and you have a Slice of Life! 🙂