tonight was my first night of conferences & honestly - my long night. i've only got about 6 conferences tomorrow. so i definitely had the majority tonight. and - they went well. i had my only uncomfortable one for the night - the one with "the spawn of satan" as i'm calling him more and more in my head. i told mom and dad that i'm very concerned about his behavior - they played dumb mostly & made promises that i know won't be kept. did i mention (pretty sure i didn't) that he headbutted another kid, hard! completely unprovoked, unwarrented. and when questioned - his reasoning was "cause i felt like it." not an ounce of sorrow. so that cost him the rest of the week, no recess, not even lunch. he's doing lunch detentions. all priviledges lost again. no interaction with the rest of the group. at our conference tonight, i did give his brother a piece of my mind, too. brother blushed & felt stupid... again, i know nothing will change.
then - this is a little side step, but one of my little girls fell yesterday in the cafeteria & hurt her knee. her mom took her to the doctor's last night - cracked her knee cap. she limped around all afternoon - i didn't do anything, mainly because she didn't complain. (oh how awful can i feel?!??) her mom stops by this morning to tell me, she wasn't mad at me - it wasn't my fault & she hadn't said anything to me about it. but i still felt awful for not being more on top of it. but anyway. the kids made her cards today & tonight i gave the cards to her. as her mom and i conferenced, she sat and looked through them. the spawn of satan wrote in his card "i hate you. i'm glad you broke your knee." she showed it to me. i about went through the roof. i'm so sick and tired of him just being awful. that kid is rotten. i have tried being patient with him. i've tried giving him the benefit of the doubt. but he's done for now. i'm going to make his life as unfun as i possibly can. who does he think he is, anyhow?
besides him - the night went very well. i got compliments on my teaching style, my personality, my discipline even. i'll be one of the first people to admit conferences aren't fun. they're long days, especially in panty hose. but - they're a great opportunity for me to get some validation that all of this time i put into things. all of the projects i do, they're worth it & appreciated. i know i'm not a sweet and cuddly teacher, but it makes me feel great when parents tell me that they support how i'm doing it. and i know that i'll survive tomorrow, too. it'll be a shorter day. and then i'll have a few days to chilax.
oh - i just remembered - the best thing about tonight - is trying to pretend like i didn't notice one dad's brand spanking new hair plugs. whoa. dude. you're balding, accept it.