It's just before 5 PM on Friday and I have to say that I feel like I've barely survived my week. My first week of student teaching. I am so glad the weekend is here and that I get an extra day (thank you President Lincoln) to prep for next week's classes.
I think my "highlight" and "lowlight" of the week pretty much encapsulates the week:
"hi" - staying after school to tutor one of my 9th grade Algebra I students in how to add positive and negative integers; that fact that she even SHOWED up for after school help was such a great feeling; a slight down to this was that I was late for my evening class which started at 4 PM
"low" - receiving a card from Lolli on my nightstand (because I wasn't around to receive it personally); getting the card wasn't a low but the "I miss you Mommy" and "I love you" messages only emphasized how much I've missed my family this week.
I survived and if survival is the goal, then I've had a successful week. If great teaching and instruction (ok, even "good") was the goal, I'm afraid I've fallen quite short of that.
Needless to say, I did manage to lose half of the 5 lbs I want to lose on a water and Altoids diet.
I am so tired....
