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I've noticed since beginning to work at a university that students EXPECT that the library will provide them with these things. Printing? That's fine, because students pay for it. But how about once they've printed out those pages? They expect that we will provide the stapler and the staples. And paper clips. And pens and pencils. And tape. Now, those are all pretty basic supplies that the library has on hand anyway--and I get that the tuition from these students funds the library--so it isn't that big of a deal.
But, pretty regularly, I get asked for other supplies. I have been asked for markers, colored pencils, mechanical pencil refill lead, red pens, rulers, notecards, tagboard, construction paper, graph paper, calculators, graphing calculators, mounting tape, stencils, scissors, three hole punch, staple remover, and a whole host of other odd things.
Most of this we don't have--some of it we do. I'm happy to LEND out any supplies that can be lent but I generally don't give out non-returnable items (i.e. notecards because once you've used it, it isn't much good to me). All of this is fine. I think it is strange (I always got my own supplies before starting a new school year...when did that stop being de rigeur?) but it is just the way things are, so I deal.
Here's my problem. The number of people who come up and ask me for a pen is astronomical. First off, when you come to the library, presumably you are coming here to study or do some sort of work...so why don't you bring a pen? If you've only come to check email and don't need a pen, but then something comes up and you need to borrow one, cool. But that would be a significantly smaller number than the actuality of things. (And as a side note: when did "pen" become acceptable for writing implement? People ALWAYS ask to borrow a pen, even if a pencil will suffice....it is odd.)
Librarians here are way more willing to part with their pens than I am. Which is probably why there are never any pens at work. We have this HUGE desk with multiple drawers and yet we're always out of pens. I can go back to the supply room and grab a few for my shift, but without fail they will be gone in a day or two. People just don't return borrowed pens. It is one of Murphy's Laws or something.
Okay, so I have learned and now horde a few precious pens in my private drawer at work. I use only my pens during my shift and I DO NOT loan them out. I only have one out at a time and I use that as my excuse. "Can I borrow a pen?" "Sorry, this is my only one. But we have pencils over there you can use."
And that is usually the end of it.
Usually.
Today, it went like this:
"Can I get a pen from you?"
"Sorry, this is my only one. But there are pencils over there (pointing) that you can use."
"I hate pencils. Can I just borrow your pen?"
"No, sorry. Like I said, this is my only one."
"Well, you aren't using it this second (emphasis his, not mine), can't I just borrow it?"
"Sorry, I've been robbed too many times by pen thieves (trying to inject humor) and I need a pen to do my work. So if you don't bring it back, what will I do?" (please note that he NEVER promised to bring it back, like most do)
"Use a pencil." (super, super snotty)
"Well, I suppose I could, but then again, so could you. And I'm not the one who doesn't have a pen." (yeah, I was being snotty in return)
"You're really not going to give me your pen?"
"No, I'm really not. But like I said, plenty of pencils over there"
"That's pretty mean."
"If that's what you think, okay. But I'm guessing next time you'll bring your own pen."
And he walked away. I could hear him muttering something under his breath and I am guessing it wasn't that flattering to me. But, what the hell. If I wanted I could have written the draft of this blog out by hand. IN PEN.
Take that!
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Lu's last day was Friday. I miss him terribly already. I hope his new family treats him well. I also hope that they adopt him and mean it. He's a tough little guy, but a lot of parents have tough kids and stick it out with them, even when it seems impossible. He needs the stability, the knowledge of, "even when I'm at my worst, I don't have to fear that they're going to dump me. This is my family, and they love me".
I got to see D(M) on Friday as I was leaving and his mom was picking him up from after school. It was so wonderful to get to hug him. I hope he is doing well at his new program. I have NO IDEA if he's coming back to us when the course of treatment is done. I don't know if we're enough...dammit.
There's talk of 2 or 3 new students for my program. I am a bit panicked, but have to just take what is given.
Time to go make some copies and straighten up a bit.
D’s first day back, not bad overall (until the end…will explain). My day started with A in a VERY singing mood. I was trying to write down the lyrics to the song he was singing,, but it was going too fast, so I quickly and craftily pulled out my camera and recorded video of it. IT IS SO FRIGGIN CUTE. He is such a monster sometimes; he’s a big boy, but he acts like a 4/5 year old, and he’s so innocent sometimes and UGH, I love him and his songs, even if they don’t ever make a ton of sense. And to their credit, E and D were tolerant of the first…3? They clapped when he was done, then when he asked ‘how many stars?’ they were like ‘a thousand!’ ‘a billion!’ ‘infinity!’ and it was really sweet. T
What else, what else? Today for writing group, we practiced and performed Jacob’s “The Battle for Cyzib” play. Adooooorable, even though he definitely could have added details/made it make more sense. He played the character ‘Hairman’, Tyler was ‘Director’ (whose only job was to say ‘I hope you enjoy this play’), and Seth took over as ‘Blob’. They were so cute, especially Seth who was actually acting. It left me with this really gooey, gushy feeling all over. And then continuing that high…AB GOT A PERFECT, 10/10 ON HIS ‘ON TASK’ task. 10 times the alarm went off, and all 10 times, he was undeniably doing what he was supposed to be doing. As I was leaving at 11:15, he was starting to fatigue and not do work, but that first hour and 15 minutes… <33.
At recess there was a snapping turtle laying eggs by the structure (seriously? WHERE DO I LIVE!??!), and then I had a really great session with ENC after lunch. Taught some Social Studies, and then I got to re-teach to A, who pulled it together and did really well with it. He asks some good questions; so does E.
My day ended with A having a great Art period. We took the library/1st grade hallway instead of the usual 3rd/4th, and he wondered if one was longer/shorter. We started Art with Polly, and then after a bit of his apple snack, we went out in the hall and we timed our walk to see which path is better. We were little Scientists, and it was SO COOL. Even something so simple as “I think this hallway is longer and will take more time to get there” led to an informal lesson and talk about hypotheses. Awesome.
This afternoon, after I finished reading E and D’s nonsensical story, I decided it was time to empty the extra fishtank I had brought in on Thursday. With a week and a half left of school (What? Insanity.), I think they’ll survive in the slightly-murky water. So I pick up the heavy tank, and get it to the sink to empty. This is the moment my body decided to have a Whack Attack and sneeze. Water EVERYWHERE. Only me. Terrible, but also hilarious. I was just starting to clean up when Larry (vice principal) walks in. He tells me that D had just had a minor fit in the front of the school/lobby. Threw his bookbag, yelling a bit…yipe. I had no idea he was even still IN school; E and he had been dismissed before A and I got to the bus, so I had assumed he’d gone out the side door like he was supposed to and was already home. Not the case. Not as bad as it could have been, and apparently when Larry put a hand on his shoulder to calm down he did and left, but… WHY COULDN’T YOU JUST KEEP THE GOOD DAY COMPLETLEY, KID? WHY!?!
*title of entry = what A said after one of his songs and before he started another. The kid is a HAM. <3
Today started out with this strange game of ‘Pass the Grumpiness’; but it was thankfully pretty much gone by 1st cash-in. A did PHENOMENAL during reading instruction today. OH MAN. He’s getting so much better, both actual reading as well as his reading attitude. We read a story about a kid who wanted cookies and did crazy things to get them, and then he was even willing to do a story map on it. Not just ‘I’ll dictate to you, you write it down’…he wanted to do some of the writing, too! And (for him), it was done really neatly! I was kvelling!
I then realized around 10 that even though it’s testing week for the 5th graders, I DID have somewhere to be at 9. OOPS. I stayed with AB from 10 – 11:30 to make up for missing my first half hour. He did awesome, too. Kinda silly at some points (he was also CRAZY fixated on Wyoming’s state bird while we were working on his research project), but even though he was kinda unfocused and some of the work was hard, he was able to get it all done before lunch so he didn’t have to miss recess. That made him feel excellent, and I did, too.
Lunch I sat w/ A, until I saw D and E with trays leaving the room. I reminded them they needed a grownup with them, so they asked me to go and I said I would, but that before they could go to recess, they had to bring the trays back. Had some good lunch talk, and then at the start of recess, E asked if they could wait and I said no, and he took it. D was much more grumbly.
Group was okay; they were rude when Jerry started out w/ his usual ‘who am i? Why am I here?’ stuff, but eventually, E settled in and started to work on the scenario he picked out for us. D took longer, but FINALLY, all 4 of us were trying to pick which 7 items we’d want to take with us to survive a 5 day hike up a mountain. Took some bargaining, but we were able to get things doneShowing 1 - 5. [ Next ]
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