You're a mean one...

If I could describe my teacher persona I would have to borrow some words from that Venerable Dr. Seuss

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.

Or maybe even these words:

Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.

Now whether you choose to believe that or that I sing Disney songs to children at recess and hand out hugs for free-it's up to you. But whatever you believe, the children did something to make my heart grow four sizes this day!
Nick's roommate hadn't gotten any written letters at OCS yet. Now, they've been there for 8 weeks now and Nick gets 2-3 letters a week. So I decided the class should write him some letters. Now, besides the usual riff raff (Do you brush your teth? Do you like wearing youniforms? Sorry you don't get many letters!) there were some gems in the bunch. And like I said, they caused my black heart to melt.
And I quote:
" My mom is in the navy. She workds on boats. She went over seas last year. So I now what is like. Being away from someone you love. Also, please write back"

No the spelling is real, not a typo. Couldn't you just clutch your heart with the bittersweetness of it all??Next up:

"Thank you for serving my country. I am very thankful for the people who are taking care of the country. Every Thanksgiving my family prays for the people in the army and this Thanksgiving I will tell them to pray for you. How long do you plan on serving in the army? Do you have to go to college to be in the army? Tell everybody I say thanks!"

Seriously? That child is the reason I haven't become a lunatic. She's kind of like my Cindy Lou Who. Now, honestly, you can't expect me just to leave off with a heartwarming story like so! It just wouldn't be me. My Jehovah's witness friend told me that someone called Jehovah a weenie! A weenie? Really? Well, you third grade bully-you are a total dweeb compared to the almighty and powerful, omniscient, all knowing, awesome God of the universe! ( I mean I think we're talking about the same God-who knows with the J.W.'s) I did feel awkward telling him it was my birthday. I mean, I didn't want to upset him with talk of celebrations and what not! Then I sat through a painful data meeting. Why didn't SU offer a course on MSA/Benchmark data analysis. Perhaps I shall contact the Alumni association and inform them of the University's lack of judgement. Proficient, advanced, basic. Blah, blah, blah. It's all greek to me! (Okay, I'm exaggerating, but you can't read this and think I'm not dramatic and whiny!) So, off I go. It's parent day tomorrow. So help me if I add up anything wrong in math class tomorrow. Pray for me?

Love, Kaley