All in a Day's Work

There are days...and there are DAYS.  This one wasn't all that bad, but I did have to deal with a couple of problems that shouldn't happen. 

One of my young ladies came to me in confidence today to say that one of my troubled young men was saying "nasty" things about her that she wasn't present to hear--but others were.  Considering the recent media blitz about "things" happening in the 6th grade last spring, I decided to pass the information on to the administration, lest I be accused of doing nothing if the behavior continued.  Of course, the whole event was hearsay because neither the complaining student nor I heard the comments.  Still, I felt she deserved some defense.  Fortunately for everyone (except the young man), he admitted to making the comments, so no one else has to be dragged into the situation.  His probation officer was to be called.  Who knows what will happen?  In any event, the times are such that I can't just scold the kid and let it go.  I don't particularly want my name in the headlines or on the defendant line of a law suit! 

Meanwhile, a couple of youngsters are proving to be challenging.  So far, I am still in the "teacher intervention" stage of classroom management, which means I will do things like changing a student's seat or sending a student to the hall for time out without involving the administration, but the kids have only just finished their second full week of school!  What's it going to be like later??  I'm considering where to go from here.  Usually, I can win a kid over by appealing to his/her integrity...but this group isn't as emotionally mature as last year's.  Every day is a new experience...

Here at home, I am almost caught up on housework after the grandchildren last weekend, and MIGHT be ready in time to have them here again THIS weekend! 

A dear friend of mine, Pat McPherson of Salvation Army fame, has taken control of his condition after some health scares of this past year.  At last report, he had lost 42 pounds and is walking 2-3 miles a day.  If you are reading this, Patrick, YOU GO, GUY!  I need to get up to Michigan to see you before you waste away to nothing...and hope that some of your motivation rubs off on me!

Another day...another dollar.