Full Moon.

People keep tip toeing around me and asking me reeeeaaaaallly gently and reeeeallly quietly if I am ok.

Or the sympathetic "how are you doing?" with the down turned eyes and the nod of understanding.

The special ed teacher stopped me in the hall and hugged me really tightly and whispered in my ear, "I want you to know I am praying for you. Oh that class you have this year. Sweetie, just know I'm praying."

If I got called a stupid ho by a 2nd grader before the full moon, I can only guess what might happen tomorrow after the full moon.

I'm guessing a full fledged Revolt. Because I made the mistake of explaining to my gifted kid what that meant. And he's charming. He could get the rest of the group to follow him, even if on most days they think their pencils can talk.
I tried to back pedal by telling him that revolts were only something you could do once you were 18. Any time before that, and you will spontaneously combust. Then I had to explain what that meant. Now he probably thinks it's worth trying, just to see if it's true.

I think I feel a tickle in my throat. Yes. Yes. I'm very sick. I can just feel it.

You know what? Screw it.

I'm calling in dead.

5 snarks:

Anonymous said...

Maybe he will lead a peaceful revolt. This does remind me of the time My eldes read a book about bugs. One of the bugs was the assasin beetle. He read this very slowly, "an assasin is someone who kills somebody on purpose." And this was from the orange tub in his class. -Kristina

Stevie said...

Maybe you could call in tendonitis?

inkpuddle said...

Okay, so I'm just a semi-lurker coming in to say that whether you call in dead or cash in an absence by tendonitis, I hope you find a reprieve. I only just noticed tonight that it was a full moon, and commented as much to my coworker - but hey, at least the full moon keeps things interesting, right? Riiiight ... or not. At any rate, I hope the moon leaves you alone this time around - sounds like you've got enough to deal with, without its stupid affect of questionable sanity on people.

Honest to Christina said...

K - a toy car went flying across the room at another child's head. It was no peaceful revolt.

Stevie - you win comment of the week.

Inkpuddle - you should join the shit-show more often! hey, if more people comment, I could actually have a comment of the week....you know you want THAT sweet title :) and thank you for the kind words. Today was better than yesterday and I am thankful for that!

Leanna said...

One of my normally sweet little boys in the class I'm student teaching in tried to pick up someone else's stuff and run out of the room, and another, not usually so sweet, announced that his favorite games are "killing games". I didn't think to blame it on the full moon....