Oh, my. the pinkeye continues to annoy. My eyes don’t itch - they hurt, a lot. They also have apparantly given up trying to focus now, too, instead turning all their power towards producing gunk and, I hope, healing. So, short post tonight, as I’ve got to go close my eyes and give them a rest.
At Kindy this morning, we were supposed to go on a field trip to a farm. Seth and I planned accordingly. So, when this morning was wet and drizzly, and the CTs confirmed that no, we wouldn’t be taking the field trip, I sort of freaked out. I wasn’t mentally prepared to actually teach a class this morning, so it took some doing to get into the right mindset. Even then, I felt pretty bleh.
And then [inspectors? observers? I don’t know exactly, but peoople with clipboards and cameras and a very official presence] showed up, so I felt like I had up the super-duper teacher enthusiasm. Again: bleh. So, once class was over and I was looking at a pile of communication books 14 high, you can imagine how I felt. Everyone, say it with me!
“Bleh…”