workToday was a pretty good’n. Except for the fact that Nichole called today because she almost hospitalized D last night; I feel so bad that I can’t do more for her. I’m very afraid he isn’t going to be with us for a little bit; I will miss him terribly if that happens. I know that it might actually help him get better, but … I’m selfish. He’s MY student and I want him to stay with me until the year is over, if not into next year, too.
The kids had an OK day; Parker was out sick again, but they weren’t too upset that TWO days in a row they didn’t have their buddy. We had Delia as a sub again, and she and A were getting along so well this morning, and I was writing up my phone conversation with Nichole, so she took him to gym to start while I worked. I went down, and they were playing BADMINTON (I loooooooooove Badminton), but she said they were fine down there, so I let her stay and I went down to our room and tried to organize my life a little. A came back early and had some issues w/ having to do work, but then he and I settled in to read this book, “Hi, Fly Guy”, and… he kicked its ass. I wish there was a more eloquent, teacher-sounding, child-friendly term for it, but… it had an ass, and he kicked it. I almost cried I was so proud of him. Did he read every word? No, we shared reading responsibility. Was it a hard book? No, your 6 year old could probably have zipped through it, but it had ‘chapters’ and wasn’t a hokey rhyming book … and he read it with fluency. Not the way he reads, “No, David!” which he’s read 500 times before and knows the words without looking at the page. There was an actual rhythm to his reading. My heart was actually soaring, and I had to work very hard to not tear-up; this is what I’ve been wanting for him since September.
They all cashed-in for ordering pizza from Christopher’s for lunch, which was fine. E paid a dollar because D didn’t have nearly enough, and it was nice (except that D ended up NOT EATING THE PIZZA and eating his hotdog instead). I can’t tell you how polite E was today; they all had a few moments of ‘can you please ______?’ and things like that, but E was putting them out there really consistently. I mean, at lunch, for absolutely NO REASON or prompting, he looked at me and said, “Thank you for the pizza, Miss E”. OH MAN. I <3 little moments. E also made my heart jump into my throat when before first cash-in, he looked at his desk (while waiting for D to finish reading a bit because he doesn’t settle into work right away and has to run over) and says, “I need to clean my desk”. He NEVER notices things like that. It was incredible.
Overall, I’m going to say, ‘good day’. D had some serious snappage, and signing off the computer was an issue, but overall…I could live with the next 38 days or so being just like today. With Parker included, of course. It definitely feels better when all 3 of us are there.
