k.j's journal entry about how it bothers her when the boys are mean to me and destroy things in my classroom.
d.e. wanting to hang out after school and help me in my classroom.
d.b. telling me that I need to do my hair differently and never wear boots because I need to meet men. Telling me also that I need a myspace in order to meet a man.
A bunch of the kids are now calling me Miss Llantas (sounds like yantas) which means Miss Tires. "Miss Llantas! Miss Llantas! It's funny but getting old already.
Tons of procrastination occurring over here, stuff I should have done but haven't because of vistors galore.
At least they are still making me laugh. At least I am being told I am doing a good job for the most part..? This job is very blind and frustrating but I am surviving!
- C
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