Boogers

First of all, sorry that I already missed a day of posting, I just could not get to it. Yesterday was not a day full of excitement, still busy enough though. I did not think that it would be terrible to combine two uneventful days anyway. Probably the most drama that occurred yesterday was during first grade PE. The students were in the middle of running their laps when one of the girls walked up to my Co-op and me in uncontrollable sobs. She could barely spit out the words when we asked her what was wrong. "I::sniffle:::Can't::::gasp::::Find my:::::lip quiver::::my:::face scrunch:::My headband!!" My co-op looked at me because she could not understand what she was trying to articulate though her tears, but luckily I speak distraught female so I caught what she was saying. So it was Ms. Pauluhn's job to take her back to the music room where her class had been the period before and search for the beloved missing headband. Mrs. Warner said she had not seen it, and did not even remember her wearing her headband today with the big red flower on it. So after she calmed down a bit we walked back to the gym to play in PE and decided to look for headband after class. Well the mystery was solved when the first grade teacher came to pick up her class after PE and told the student that she had her headband because she had left it by the computers. You would have thought the National Treasure was found. Speaking of treasure......boogers. 
Getting to the title of this post, I have seen more boogers picked, blown into tissues, or eaten this week than I don't even know what. It seems like every time I turn around one of my students' fingers is in their nose. Disgusting. I mean I know boogers are not comfortable, but they eat them like candy, it is GROSS.  I know I used to pick my nose when I was younger, but at least I was smart about it, because everyone knows that if you cover your nose with your other hand it means no one can see you picking it. They just stand there proud to find their next gem. Sorry for all of the details, but that is one thing about gradeschool that I do not think I can get used to. 
As far as teaching goes this week, it is going well. A struggle, frustrating, fun, annoying, and all the above but it is a great learning experience. I learn the best by doing, so student teaching is allowing me to try out different methods by trial and error. My seventh graders were a lot better after Monday. The waters were certainly tested, and I think I stood my ground enough with them to gain some respect, because all it takes for them to become quiet is for me to stand there for a couple of seconds. (I feel kind of powerful). Do not get me wrong, seventh grade PE was no walk in the park yesterday and today, but it was definitely not as much of a battle. I have a long way to go, but focusing on the small battles won keeps you going. 
As the end of this week approaches it brings with it, a due date for a paper for secondary methods' class, two more days of lessons, starting a curriculum assignment for my other methods class, planning a new health unit....And......time with friends, Mrs. Humlicek Enchaladas at Molly's house on Friday night with a cold Margarita, and hopefully a little more sleep:)   
I hope everyone is having a lovely week. We talk a lot about how teaching is mostly relationship and choice. So it is our choice every day what our attitude is going to be. I have to choose to wake up and be joyful that I have another day in a classroom to spend with kids. Though many days seem daunting, God has put me in a place where I can do what I love, why should I not be joyful?


I will share one of my favorite verses.
Romans 12:12 "Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer"