This week I’ve done many things.

I taught my kids for 2.5 days. There were 4 days of school this week. I had to take an entire day to test kids’ reading in Spanish. Ug. Any of you who know what a running record is will feel my pain.

I got to school one day to discover a teacher who had just broken her nose falling on a curb. Just a hint: if you see someone walking towards you covered in blood, “Are you okay?” is an unnecessary question. Real smooth, Becky.

I learned more about teaching math and teaching reading–now I just need the time to put it into practice. We’ll see about that.

I’m sure I did lots of stuff in order to put off doing report cards, leaving me with two plastic crates and a big teacher bag full of stuff to do, but right now I can’t remember what it was. Bummer.

Finally, I discovered that the people who bargained for our teachers’ union are geniuses. They worked in 3 grading days, during which you can work from home as long as you get your stuff done on time. I’ve always wanted to be a teacher who could work from home. I get to be one tomorrow.