I’m sick. Packed to the brim with thick, disgusting liquids in my head and chest. My head hurts a lot. And my wife has to work, so I will be alone with two very loud children whom I adore and love, but this makes them no quieter.
I have been quite busy at work trying to make things better in my room and it is going fairly well, but what can you do as a 3rd grade teacher when you have a student reading at a Kindergarten level? And you are expected to perform crazy comprehension feats with children lacking fluency? Ah well – they are learning bit by bit and I am sad only that I am inexperienced.
Time long ago I desperately focused on my success. I figured I’d be very rich by now. As it stands, I love my children and wife and that’s pretty nice. But I find myself bored far too much – what am I to do with myself?
These are the ravings of the ill.