an apple for the teacher

Friday is our last day of school and things are winding down. I have taken down my bulletin boards, inventoried my books and chased down kids who have lost books. This week has been both busy and boring.

This is a picture from a lesson I did on adjectives. We touched, tasted, and looked at apples.

I haven't been seeing classes for the last week or so because of library inventory. I have to scan all 9,000 books and account for them. This process is exceedingly dull and I hear the beep of the scanner upteen times. I started hearing it in my sleep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Oh. MY. Enough!

Then there are the kids that SWEAR they turned in that book. And then they find it in their desk. That happens a lot. I have stopped believing them. I tell them, if they have turned it in, it would be on the shelf. Go find it. Once in a long while, the book is on the shelf. Most of the time, it is under a bed somewhere or in grandma's car or was eaten by the dog.

This post is rambling, and I know it. But I felt that even though I am tired and ready for this year to be over, you would miss me if I was gone for more than 2 days. So I am posting. And not making much sense.

Today I was a pirate. Yup. The fourth grade has read Treasure Island and had a pirate day. They all dressed up and the teachers had clues for a treasure hunt, and one clue was in the library. So I dressed like a pirate. It was funny. Don't ask to see pictures. I didn't take any.

Ok, my dogs are crying to be fed, and I gotta feed myself too. Hopefully I can stay awake until So You Think You Can Dance and be entertained by people with a much lower body mass index.

Ta ta.