Three Days Down

Yeah, it's been forever, right? I don't have good photo software on this computer (the new, shiny laptop) so I haven't updated any pictures and thus have had no incentive to write. That's what you're worth to me, people.

Camp is camp. I have precious time to eat, and my lunch 'break' is usually me just rearranging desks and muttering about disrespectful kids who don't put their pencils back where they belong.

The kids are okay. My afternoon class (ages 7-10, but mostly around 9 luckily) is mainly comprised of well-behaved kids. And they're supposed to be worse! The troublemaker Michael was punished today so hippity happity hooray, I had a day without him. They know how to write, which was my biggest concern, so now my new biggest concern is what to do with them so that they don't stab me.

The older kids are whiny and bored. I don't blame them - the only books we were given to use were picture books. Some of these kids are like, 13. I picked the 'most challenging' book, and did you notice my use of quotes? It's because the hardest book we have is Frog and Toad are Friends. This is a first-grade book, people. I wouldn't want to work, either.

One of my younger kids, Daniel, is such a suck-up. His greatest talent, according to the About Me exercise, is 'being a good listener'. The other day, he showed me his folder and was like, Ms Alaina, my folder doesn't look good. I said, "I think it looks very nice!" He said, "oh, I know, it looks fabulous", and then winked at me. He likes to sing with the girls and always holds my hand. He's going to grow up to be the guy that always talks to you and flatters you constantly but is just a little too suspiciously fem so you're never sure if he has a crush on you or not.

Oh, it's hot. No one likes the hot, and the fan we have in our room is nice but I can't have it pointed anywhere near our general directions because then you have to sit on the papers to keep them from flying away.

But it just downpoured, and hopefully that will help.