Strange Clouds [Explicit]

So you mean the East Coast?

Okay, so I am no longer a hall monitor. I quickly jumped shipped to being over credit recovery to protect my position. (*Wipes sweat from brow*) You will know why this is important in a minute.
So I was sitting with some kids who were sitting at laptop computers (labtops if you are from Clarksdale, MS) and completing their online tutorials for credit recovery. One of the students asked me, "Why are all of the computers were an hour ahead?" I replied, "They are set to a different time zone." Another kid was like, "Oh, so this is the time in California." I then said no that is the time on the East coast because the time in California is behind the time in Texas. Another kid chimed in, "Oh, the East coast, like East Texas!" (#Fail) I told the kid, "Listen, if you think the East Coast is the same thing as East Texas I am going to sign you up for credit recovery Geography when you are done with your credit recovery Biology. That kids nickname for as long as I teach at his school will be "First Name East Coast Last Name East Texas"

The kissing special needs kid

He blew a kiss at me again today, and this is like the second day in a row I am sure he received a headlock from one of his teachers when he got back to class.

The blind leading the blind

I have noticed a trend in the few high schools in which I have been employed that is obvious in the title of this post. Most kids these days are all going down the same path because they are all following each other and no one knows where they are going. In all actuality no one is going anywhere at all. Or at least if they are going somewhere they are getting nowhere very fast. The way they dress, how they walk, the way they talk, the tattoos, and how they dance it is all the same. Now when I say all of the students that is with the complete understanding that there are exceptions and that not all students follow the crowd.

Shake my hand or shoot me the finger

Interesting thing happened to me yesterday. While standing in the cafeteria monitoring for summer school breakfast a special needs kid motioned for me to come over. Trying to be nice I obliged after he had attempted a couple times. When I got there the first thing he does is give me a hug. I think no harm no foul and take is as a simple sign of affection. His teacher however told him we do not hug males and told him to shake my hand instead which he did. While I was walking off he proceeded to blow me a kiss which I completely disregarded and continued to walk away. I saw him in the hallway several times over the course of the day and he always greeted me the same way with a wave and a blown kiss, and every time his teacher would say, "We do not blow kisses to men and boys." The last time I saw him he did it again and his teacher did not notice so I proceeded to reiterate shy his teacher had been telling him all day, "We do not blow kisses to men and boys," but this time was different. He looked at me as though I had just slapped him in the face and proceeded to flip me off and then to walk away. To make this even more hilarious is that one of the counselors just happened to be walking by and saw it, looked at me and asked, "Did he just shoot you the bird?" My reply, "So I am not going crazy, am I?" I told his teacher and he apologized. I am still shaking my head.    Did I fail to mention that I am a hall monitor this summer?

The secret to success

A wise man once told me that you have to, "Manage your Manager." I now know what he meant when he told me that. Basically in order for you to be successful you have to make sure that you are pulling the strings of your manager and in some cases your managers manager.

What am i here for?

Let me get this straight, I get called to the office to get chewed out for doing to much to help the kids. Really? Really? You are upset with me for picking up the slack of the department chair that you empowered. Wow!

Why am I here?

I ask myself this question all the time and often come up with different answers. Sometimes I feel like I am here to improve the lives of these kids and provide them with a better education than I feel I have had. Then I have to stop and ask myself being the self reflective person that I am, "Am I really doing enough?" Honestly, sometimes the answer to that question is no. The reality of the situation is that you cannot and never will be able to say that you did enough for the kids. If you truly care about what you are doing you are never satisfied and to quote TFA you are trying to "Continuously increase your own effectiveness."

Have you ever seen me teach?

In the ever present issues of back biting, mess, complaining, and "Let me throw someone else under the bus to mask my own short comings," today just seems fitting. If you have never observed a person teaching how can you fix your mouth to call someone a bad teacher? Not only that but then you go as far as to say that another teacher who once again you have never seen teach is better than me. Really? The funny thing about it is that the only evidence that you have were the scores of a poorly made and if I may say so myself unfair CBA exam given to the students. Really?

So with that being said let me share a few of the many names of Mr. Chachere:
"The Glory Hog"
"Wannabe Administrator"
"The smooth talker"
Among others

Might I mention that all of these names come from other adults who have traditionally shunned away anything that involved more work than what the already had to do during the regular teaching day.