Me neither. Thank you for speaking up.
It's so much better to come back and read everything at once. Because, yowza.
I'm only drawing animals, because despite drawing better than LeN, I am bounded quite firmly by capability.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Me neither. Thank you for speaking up.
It's so much better to come back and read everything at once. Because, yowza.
I'm only drawing animals, because despite drawing better than LeN, I am bounded quite firmly by capability.
I get that what I wrote was culturally insensitive. The fact that the teacher herself is the one who put it that way to me (which I should have explained originally) shocked me and underlined her newness and how she hasn't learned to talk with parents.
I'm stepping away. Not flouncing. The whole grades thing has me so upset I'm forgetting how to talk good.
red panda
loves Tom.
Ugh. School tsuris is the worst.
For the first time in 15 years teaching, I sent a kid to the Dean's office. For crap he did while I was out, which was basically try to break into my classroom (including putting something in the door so it wouldn't shut all the way). Given last year's debacle come grad time, I am documenting the shit out of stuff, hence a trip to the Dean's office.
In other news, Grace is failing first grade. No. Seriously. Last math test? She had a 1 out of 10.
Ugh, much parental coping~ma to msbelle and Suzie.
I caught Franny and Isaac's cold. Oh joy.
But in amazing news, my sister is finally back from the brink. I guess this means all the chemo is out of her system. But I went to the hospital this morning thinking that we were on a deathbed vigil since she nearly passed the night before. And she had been dying for three days straight. Instead I come in and she's eating bagels! And kicking out the hospice people and asking to meet with the oncologists about a new chemo regimen. I don't know what they might have up their sleeve, and I'm not sure I'd be asking for chemo if it were me, but it's exactly what I thought she'd say.
We spent a few hours going over the past few days and she had no memory of it, no idea she had been gone for so long. Freaky. She was basically in a coma. But some of it was powerful, what she said. I kinda think she was right in that zone between life and death.
Oh Grace! Are her math issues with the language of math (I am probably using the wrong term but I mean the pluses, the equal signs, etc) or with the conceptual part?
Glad to hear she's feeling better, Burrell.
Oh, wow, Burrell.
I just read the sweetest story with this character and red pandas, so they're officially off the table. Can't be a panda poacher!