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blackheiseiIt didn't start out that bad.... but man, did it sour quickly.
One good thing: Muffie posted a new chapter of WMH! (see! poking works!)
Other than that... my kids were *DEVIL SPAWN* today. there were three or four that every time I tried to say anything to them their only responce would be "no, you can't make me, that's not fair, because she got to blah blah blah blah...." complete with snaping fingers, shaking heads, and the whole 'talk to the hand' motion. ::snarl::
Tell me, what does one girl saying she doesn't want to be their friend have to do with *them* keeping their shoes on? it was like this all day! every single thing I told them to do. I say get in line. they run off. I say stop screaming at another girl, they start screaming at *me*. it took me 5 to 10 minutes to get *one* girl to go to time out. that is absurd!
for some strange random reason, the main troublemaker wears high heeled shoes that are about 2 sizes too big. 7 years old, and she wears pumps. this is cause for many battles of wills, because she would take them off, and everyone else would take theirs off too. then one girl got mad at her, threw one of her pumps over the fence, and then we all had to listen to death threats from the High-heeled Queen of All Brats.
The climax of my day was when 'Queenie' and her most devoted lacky decided they were going to walk home. Early. *without* telling anyone, or bringing Queenie's little brother home too. I had to chase the brats around the building about 3 times, before my boss stepped in.I must admit to saying a few nasty words at high volume, in japanese, during the chase scene. Needless to say, neither Queenie nor her lacky will be back for the rest of the week. I wish I could say I thought it would do some good. I have never in my life wanted to spank a child so much.
When my boss stepped in, I stepped out. I just walked away and went inside, where I proceeded to have a small breakdown. I *HATE* crying, and I hate even worse that I was doing it in a public place. Thankfully only two people saw me, but that was *more* than enough. I was just so *frustrated*! I was so tense my arms were shaking, and I just sat in a chair and tried to get my self back under control. it took me about 10 minutes before I could go back with my other kids, though I did manage it. I laughed with them during chapel, and managed to be cheerful for the last 45 minutes.
So, all in all, this has been a rather *sucky* day. the end.
Edit: after all that, I realize I have work tomorrow morning and my internet crapped out on me while I was trying to post about the latest chapter of Ion letting me end on a good note. I've pissed someone off, and I don't know how. I need a hug.
One good thing: Muffie posted a new chapter of WMH! (see! poking works!)
Other than that... my kids were *DEVIL SPAWN* today. there were three or four that every time I tried to say anything to them their only responce would be "no, you can't make me, that's not fair, because she got to blah blah blah blah...." complete with snaping fingers, shaking heads, and the whole 'talk to the hand' motion. ::snarl::
Tell me, what does one girl saying she doesn't want to be their friend have to do with *them* keeping their shoes on? it was like this all day! every single thing I told them to do. I say get in line. they run off. I say stop screaming at another girl, they start screaming at *me*. it took me 5 to 10 minutes to get *one* girl to go to time out. that is absurd!
for some strange random reason, the main troublemaker wears high heeled shoes that are about 2 sizes too big. 7 years old, and she wears pumps. this is cause for many battles of wills, because she would take them off, and everyone else would take theirs off too. then one girl got mad at her, threw one of her pumps over the fence, and then we all had to listen to death threats from the High-heeled Queen of All Brats.
The climax of my day was when 'Queenie' and her most devoted lacky decided they were going to walk home. Early. *without* telling anyone, or bringing Queenie's little brother home too. I had to chase the brats around the building about 3 times, before my boss stepped in.I must admit to saying a few nasty words at high volume, in japanese, during the chase scene. Needless to say, neither Queenie nor her lacky will be back for the rest of the week. I wish I could say I thought it would do some good. I have never in my life wanted to spank a child so much.
When my boss stepped in, I stepped out. I just walked away and went inside, where I proceeded to have a small breakdown. I *HATE* crying, and I hate even worse that I was doing it in a public place. Thankfully only two people saw me, but that was *more* than enough. I was just so *frustrated*! I was so tense my arms were shaking, and I just sat in a chair and tried to get my self back under control. it took me about 10 minutes before I could go back with my other kids, though I did manage it. I laughed with them during chapel, and managed to be cheerful for the last 45 minutes.
So, all in all, this has been a rather *sucky* day. the end.
Edit: after all that, I realize I have work tomorrow morning and my internet crapped out on me while I was trying to post about the latest chapter of Ion letting me end on a good note. I've pissed someone off, and I don't know how. I need a hug.
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Date: 2004-11-12 04:03 pm (UTC)Man... wish some of those busy-body people had been around back in the days that I was getting whaled on with a switch! ^o^
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Date: 2004-11-11 02:40 pm (UTC)HUG!!!
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