So, this job of mine. It’s not exactly the goldmine of blog fodder like the last one was at times. But, it keeps me busy, and one of these days, I’ll even get paid for it (monthly paychecks! what rotten scheme is that?). It’s interesting, though.
I’m working as a para at an elementary school. I work with special needs kids in a so-called self-contained room, although almost all of the kids leave the room as often as possible to join their peers in the classroom. Our students are mostly dealing with either Down’s Syndrome or autism, so it can get a little weird and shouty and stubborn at times (like, around 1:15 in the afternoon, almost every day). It’s okay, though, since I get to do fun stuff like put one of my kids into a top so he can spin around. Seriously. It’s a big top, maybe 2.5 ft across at the top. He just plops in like you do in a papasan chair, and then he can roll around, almost like his own personal Tilt-a-Whirl. It’s not an everyday thing, but still. There’s a top, it is large enough for a 4th grader to sit in, and he spins around. Cool, huh?