Did you ever have one of those days?

Things were not going right from the moment I left town. The roads were slick in places and the half inch of snow was blowing around creating limited visibility. Between the on route phone calls that staff couldn't make it due to inclement weather, the challenge of covering classes and supervision with remaining staff together with combating the virus that had been plaguing me since Christmas, I was feeling like it was becoming one of those days. You know, the one where you wished you could have stayed in bed and that someone would miraculously ride in and save the day.

My knight in shining armour did not arrive at the same time I did, so I went down to cover supervision for one, arranged to pull an educational assistant from two of our programs, met with a student who had blown up the day before, put off a parent meeting until after school, met my students in the breakfast room, sent off a couple of emails asking for help, and this was all before school. Thank the good Lord that our staff is flexible enough and care for our kids enough that they are willing to do just about anything for them.

I then went to class because I also teach half time. My class is a mixture of Grade 1, 2, and 3 students of various abilities, needs, and personalities. By lunch time, they had fixed me with love. One of the boys gave me a hug leaving the gym, saying, "you're so nice". One of the girls that I need to remind every few minutes to stay focused gave me a hug, telling me, "I love you." Smiles and hugs come from all directions just when you don't think you can do it.

Among other things, we had a spelling test, practiced our bumper words, created new words, read our library books, practiced being good listeners and good speakers during social, and worked on building a vase in Science. Even during Math class, students who usually don't want to even open their math books, had something to show me. We had to do without our reading assistant, but the students picked up and performed anyway. They were patient and kind to one another. Even when I had to send one of my grade 1's out of the gym at lunch time for pushing, she went quietly because she knew did a wrong thing and she recognised that I wasn't mad at her, that she just needed to leave.

I am so proud of the students and staff at my school. They work hard; they try to help each other and they care. Even those that sometimes give you grief still show up because they know you want the best for them and you'll try your best for them. By the end of this day, I said to myself on the way home, it was one of those days! Thank goodness!