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I have a wedding shower that I’m off to. Or a bridal shower. Or whatever you want to call it. I’m super stressed about the wrapping of my gift because the bride is the end-all, be-all of creativity and DIY. And fashion. And hair. And makeup. It’s a wonder I’m invited to this thing. Then we are going to church and out to dinner which basically means today is a day for fun and socializing and worship and food. Tomorrow will be work.
Lots of it.
I thought I could get started last night. Ha.
I fell asleep on the couch. Amid pizza crusts, ceasar salad, and wine. The only thing I completely finished before falling asleep was the wine.
People, I don’t know about you, but things are piling up as the end of the year approaches. And changing our Open House theme is extremely time consuming. It’s also fun – you should hear my teammates and I screeching and squealing over a new idea that one of us thought of.
But the worst thing I have to do tomorrow is select six kids to give third trimester awards to.
Do you have AWARDS?
Awards are HUGE at my school. It’s always a topic of discussion. We actually have a COMMITTEE for it. I’m on the committee. Which I don’t remember signing up for . . . and I believe I got roped into it, much like the duty schedule committee, leadership team committee, SST committee, knocking committee, smiling committee, hosting gossip in my room committee, etc.
We have three Awards Assemblies (one each trimester) and then a gigantic end of the year Awards Assembly. Some of the awards that we give include Principal’s Award (academic), Citizenship, Character, and Teacher’s Choice. The majority of the parents want their child to receive the Principal’s Award. Which is kind of funny because our principal just signs it . . . I am the one who decides who should receive it. But whatever.
We have fun music playing during the assembly, a “red carpet” (butcher paper), a picture taking place, etc. We have to send out invitations to the parents way ahead of time. It’s big, I tell ya.
It used to be a lot easier when I only had 20 kids. Everyone got an award at least once. No hard feelings. No drama, usually. (I have had
parents students crying on the benches because their name wasn’t called. I told them to knock it off and buck up and be happy for their friends smile and clap for their friends in support, and to remember that they already received an award).
One year, I had a parent scream at the principal because I gave her daughter a Principal’s Award for Writing. She thought it should have also included Reading and Math and Social Studies and Science and Art and Computers and Talking and Sitting and Smiling and Standing and Sleeping. True story. She was DEVASTATED and wanted to see my gradebook so she could compare her daughter’s scores with the other students in my class who received awards in those areas. My principal said
are you crazy, you crazy lunatic? that, unfortunately, that was not allowed and broke privacy laws. I use this example as an illustration of what awards mean at my school.
Now . . . I have way too many kids and not enough awards.
Let’s be real – the part of me that wears a crooked halo (sometimes) thinks this is great because every year I have one or two kiddos that simply do not deserve an award. (Yikes. I typed it! Then I debated erasing it. Erased it. Typed it again. My head hurts from this heavy halo.)
But the other part of me (right as rain and straight arrow and all of that – you believe me, right?) feels terrible that I can’t give every kid an award.
So tomorrow, I am going to be struggling with my class list as I try to figure out third trimester awards and the end of the year awards. Who will get one? Who won’t? Who will cry? Who won’t? Will a parent go to my principal because I failed their child???? THE AGONY.
I give my own awards (in the classroom – no parents) near the last day of school so that every kid DOES get an award from me. But the parents could care less. They don’t think it’s as important as the School Awards. Ho hum.
How do awards at your school work? My twin’s school doesn’t even notify her if her kids are receiving awards. They have a Celebration of Learning four times a year and if she doesn’t stay for it, there’s a chance she’ll miss her kid getting an award. But no one ever tells her!! If that happened at my school, I think riots would break out. Seriously.
Am I alone in the Agony of Awards?????