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Part Of It All.
I woke up late this morning and fixed myself some breakfast before driving to class. I quickly got ready and hopped into my car only to realize that class didn't seem like such a great idea. I drove home as quickly as I'd left, and I wrapped myself inside of my blankets as soon as I reached my bed. Greyson was in classes all day long, so he wasn't able to join me under the sheets at all. I missed him a lot!
It was about one-thirty when I finally uncovered myself from my pillows and covers, and I did a quick clean-up around the house to make sure everything would be nice when we got home from the day's work. Just as Greyson leaves classes on Tuesday's and Thursday's, I bring myself to the campus for night courses. I got in the shower and left, only to realize that I was low on gas. I made a stop at the only QT in our small town, and I headed off to Anne's class.
I learned a lot tonight. Anne presented us with a lot of information and about twelve case studies - all very interesting. One of the aspiring teachers in my group made me so angry, though - when faced with a challenging child, one with Attention Deficit Disorder, instead of looking for modifications only responded with, "Sounds like a bratty kid to me." Our job as teachers is not to label children or to judge. Our job is to teach to every student, to every standard, to every mismatched child in our classroom. I was appalled at her misunderstanding of the entire study, and I couldn't help but only stare as she took her seat.
Greyson and had a good few hours of cuddling once I got home this evening. He is still coughing a ton, so we went into the kitchen and fixed him some TheraFlu. It seemed to help once it settled in. I just hope that he stays asleep tonight and that he wakes up feeling refreshed tomorrow for work. I really want to make an appointment for him with the doctor, but he won't go even if I make the arrangements. It has to be on his own terms - that is what I have found to be true with him, with all men, really. His way or the highway when it comes to his own body - and I respect that. He told me that his parents and Grant may be moving to Pennsylvania because of Jeff's job. I really hope that they don't. I would really miss his family - my other family - a lot.
It was about one-thirty when I finally uncovered myself from my pillows and covers, and I did a quick clean-up around the house to make sure everything would be nice when we got home from the day's work. Just as Greyson leaves classes on Tuesday's and Thursday's, I bring myself to the campus for night courses. I got in the shower and left, only to realize that I was low on gas. I made a stop at the only QT in our small town, and I headed off to Anne's class.
I learned a lot tonight. Anne presented us with a lot of information and about twelve case studies - all very interesting. One of the aspiring teachers in my group made me so angry, though - when faced with a challenging child, one with Attention Deficit Disorder, instead of looking for modifications only responded with, "Sounds like a bratty kid to me." Our job as teachers is not to label children or to judge. Our job is to teach to every student, to every standard, to every mismatched child in our classroom. I was appalled at her misunderstanding of the entire study, and I couldn't help but only stare as she took her seat.
Greyson and had a good few hours of cuddling once I got home this evening. He is still coughing a ton, so we went into the kitchen and fixed him some TheraFlu. It seemed to help once it settled in. I just hope that he stays asleep tonight and that he wakes up feeling refreshed tomorrow for work. I really want to make an appointment for him with the doctor, but he won't go even if I make the arrangements. It has to be on his own terms - that is what I have found to be true with him, with all men, really. His way or the highway when it comes to his own body - and I respect that. He told me that his parents and Grant may be moving to Pennsylvania because of Jeff's job. I really hope that they don't. I would really miss his family - my other family - a lot.