Today we read a short story in class called “The First Appendectomy.” To begin the class, my host teacher decided (upon the insistence of another teacher,) to show a Youtube of an appendectomy. He urged students who were squeamish to put their heads on their desks or step outside. None did. The video went well, and I even learned a thing or two about the appendix. However, five minutes after the video, whist reading the story, a students scoots to the floor next the to podium. “I feel like I am going to pass out.” He proceeds to put his feet over his head, because “that’s what my mom told me to do.” I sit with the student while my teacher proceeds to get him water, then takes him to the office. “Take over,” he says. Now, I have not yet started to lead this class, so I have to improvise some reading questions as I skim. During the semi-coherent fumbling, another student comes up to me: “I feel sick.” He is clutching his stomach. “Are you going to puke?” I ask. “Yes,” he says” still holding his stomach. I urge him to get to the restroom as quickly as possible, skipping the sign-out-hall-pass mumbo jumbo. To recap: one kid almost passes out, another kid is hurling in the bathroom, and on top of this, no one is picking up their phones in the office when I call about, and I am still managing to lead class.
The kids got the reading done. Everyone ended up okay, and I lived to see another day of teaching. A day in the life!
In other news:
Today was the weigh in. Drum roll please! :::brbrbdbrbrbrbrrrrrdddrrr:: (Yeah, that’s my drum roll noise.)
I’ve lost 3 pounds!
I am very happy to have something motivating me right now, especially while I am easing into student teaching. I am a three-day dieter, usually. The first day is awesome, the second day is rough, the third day is torture, and sometime that night I give in. Well, I’ve made it a week, and I am very happy with the results. Time to gear up for NEXT Wednesday!