The Teacher and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
Today was the worst day of teaching I've ever had. I'm not going to go into much detail, since there's a lot of it...but I'll leave you with the final part of the theoretical post I'll be writing about it.
The girls held their ice packs to the various parts that had been hurt.
Then, we had a fire drill.
Best part? I'm back in that classroom tomorrow.
"You didn't die. No one died. There wasn't even a small fire." --Mantra I'm repeating to self tonight.