What a week! Work on Monday--what the heck did I do on Tuesday?--school on Wednesday, class and a test and an essay on Thursday, and now I'm working again.
I'm currently sitting at another teacher's desk, watching her students as she teaches them via Zoom. After lunch, I'll teach another teacher's students. And then, apparently, I'll work in the office. I feel like the school cryptid. I show up unannounced, and no one knows where I'll be. On Monday, I taught math. Last week, I taught science. Today, I'm teaching English.
The teacher couldn't come in because she couldn't find a babysitter for her small daughter. We can hear the toddler screaming at us over Zoom. Everyone's laughing. Not everyone has a phone or a Chromebook to watch the Zoom meeting, so some of them are sharing. Most of them are laughing at the toddler. She sounds like an angry cockatoo.
"Hold on. My computer's about to die," said the teacher. "Give me a minute."
"Die. Die. Die. Die," chanted the two boys in the front row.
I don't know if I have any schoolwork of my own that I need to do. I busted my tail earlier in the week so I could work today. And when today came, I could hardly get out of bed. I feel like I'm going to sleep ten hours tonight.
Anyway, I took a test yesterday (I got a 90 on it) and I wrote two pages of a paper, which I submitted. And I went to class. And I went to my sister's basketball game. I spent all day Wednesday studying for that test. I still don't know what I did on Tuesday. I probably studied and worked on my paper.
Oh, yes. Tuesday was the day I thought I'd failed one of my assignments and spent about two hours freaking out. I ended up getting a hundred on the assignment, though. And yes, I've since brought it up with my therapist.
(Turns out, therapy is awesome, y'all.)
Now, the class is talking about Romeo and Juliet. I haven't read that one yet (I really enjoyed reading The Merchant of Venice and I only half-understood Macbeth, but I've never read Romeo and Juliet). The kids are watching a video about it right now. It sounds pretty good, but my sister (who's sitting in front of me, watching the video) said that it's full of inappropriate jokes.
One of the actresses in the video has a Scottish accent. It's nice to listen to, even if I can't understand everything she's saying because the volume is soft.
I think I have a short story to write for a class. I think it's about police officers. I don't know very much about police officers. I have some research to do.
M. J. Piazza is a Jesus-loving, dog-walking country girl who just so happens to write books.