Changes comin my way

So my principal walked in my room yesterday with a letter in hand. Usually this is not a good thing....it could mean that you are being fired, it could mean that they are transferring you to another school, it could mean a number of things that you usually don't want and are completely blindsided by. My letter was telling me that I, in fact, would be moving. But at least it is still in the same school. They are moving me to a different class. I will have fewer kids, but their disabilities are much more severe. As of now, all of the students in that class are nonverbal and in diapers. I am ok with it. I kinda feel like I can work with any type of student and I can always find the strengths in any student I work with.


When I walked in Monday morning this was on my desk...

 

 

If you can't read it, it says: For all your help and not being a B!

 

Apparently during stress week some people (ok, really only one) was quite the "B" because she was stressed out over doing the portfolios. It stressed me out too, but no sense in being a "B" to others.

 

 

I am so way excited that we are in the last couple of weeks of school!!!!! A couple of my kids have already left. One because her dad got stationed somewhere else and another because his grandmother died. I have two others who will be leaving next week because their mom or dad got stationed elsewhere. It's one of the hard parts of working with military children. You get close to them and then they have to leave. I guess they are used to it...I still am not.

 

 

Happy Tuesday y'all!