Hello and Happy Saturday and Happy Weekend, I barely made it!!
It was a LONG week. I still have the eye floaters and I caught a nasty cold with a terrible sore throat, and yet I still went to school because I am stubborn (said Steve).
I saw the ophthalmologist yesterday and she said I had a complete viscous tear (the fluid completely POPPED) which is why these floaters are so much worse than they were last October. And that last October, I probably just had some fluid break off, but not completely. The good news is it won’t ever happen again. It’s not like we build up more fluid so there you go. I’m basically in a holding pattern for about six more weeks while I wait to get out of the danger zone and the risk of having a retina tear, hole, or detachment. Apparently, after two months, the risk goes way down. In the meantime, I’m not supposed to ride roller coasters or go on high speed boats or even do downward facing dog during yoga. Good thing I quit yoga last summer is what I said (as if I was a Yoga master or something when all I really did was try to stay upright at home while watching a Yoga DVD). When I asked if I should stop walking on the treadmill, she laughed. 😉 I’m praying for God to protect my retinas every day! And each day, I feel like the floaters are getting a bit better (in that I don’t have as many at one time or as constantly) and she said that’s a good sign. She did say they’re directly in the center of my vision, and that she feels sorry for me which is really all I need from a doctor.
I am ready to hibernate like nobody’s business this weekend.
Because of that, I’m going to copy and paste a little blog post from a few years ago right below because this is what is currently happening in my classroom. And maybe you feel the same way. 🙂
We’ve been working mostly on following directions for the past couple of weeks.
And we are getting better.
For the most part.
For example, the first week, things looked a little like this:
Me: When I call your name, come to your cubby. Don’t bring your backpack.
FYI – I have a No Camping Policy at my cubbies. My kids are not allowed to bring their backpack because then they tend to camp out and put each paper into their backpack one at a time and it is so slow and deliberate that I feel like I might lose my mind and I am afraid that I might end up grabbing all of the papers and crumpling them into nothingness and then shoving them into the offending backpacks and then tossing them across the room to get the kids to go follow them so that we have more space at our cubbies.
So . . . NO BACKPACKS AT THE CUBBIES. There are just way too many of us. We call it No Camping Out or Making S’mores.
As I was saying. Things looked a little like this last week:
Me: When I call your name, come to your cubby. Don’t bring your backpack.
Kids: Okay! Yay! Are we going home?
Me: We are getting ready to go home. It’s still an hour (or two) away, but this is going to take awhile. Trust me.
Kids: Okay! Yay! How long is an hour?
Me: So-and-So and So-and-So and So-and-So, come to your cubby.
So-and-So would arrive at his cubby. But not the other So-and-So or the other So-and-So.
Fourteen other kids would come to their cubbies. Some with backpacks.
Kill me now.
Some came with work they wanted to show me by shoving it into my face and saying, “Look! I finished!”
Some came with nothing except a confused look on their face. The poor little babies.
Others came with nothing except to tell me that they are reading a chapter book at home and they have a glitter bookmark and it practically lights up if you put it to the side and look under the lamp that they got for their birthday and did you know that they are six already?
I would have to take a deep breath. And smell the soup. This is where you breathe in deeply like you are smelling the soup and then you let the air out through your mouth as if you are blowing on the soup to cool it down.
We smell the soup a lot in my class. Sometimes, it’s just me. Other times, it’s a group effort thing. And sometimes, it’s just a kid all on his own because he can’t open his math paper, even though he actually can, it’s just that he has it turned over and so he’s trying to open the fold which doesn’t work (I mean, it’s a FOLD), and meanwhile the AC unit is blowing the other side wide open and it’s flapping in the wind, but he can’t see that at all because he’s concentrating so hard on the folded side that will not open.
That was just an example from today.
Anyways, after fourteen children arrived at the cubbies when I just asked three to come over, I had to use the signal.
It’s the 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 signal. When we get to 1, everyone has to have their hands on their heads, no voices, etc. Even the teacher. And you know if the teacher can do it, you can do it, too, because I really don’t want to mess up my hair, and yet, here I am, doing just that.
By the way, this signal only works if you’re really firm the first few times and, even though it hurts you more than it hurts them, you take away a gold tag from the two or three kids that think they don’t have to put their hands on their heads, or the ones that think one hand on their head while the other hand is still coloring somehow counts, or the one that thinks he can talk to his friend because his hands are on his head.
Once you’ve established that you’re super serious about the 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 signal, it works like a charm.
So I had to use that signal a lot the first week.
And then I would have to repeat the directions with a lot more words.
Such as, “When I call your name, come to your cubby. If it’s not your name, do not come over here. Do not come here to show me your work. Do not come here to tell me a story. Do not come here to ask me a question. Do not come here to give me a hug. Do not come here to ask me for a band-aid. Do not come here to tell me that my hair is two different colors. Do not come here to tell me that I am short.”
Kids: Okay! (and lots of laughter because I am a riot, don’t ya know)
Me: So-and-So, and So-and-So, and So-and-So, please come to your cubby.
The second time around, only eight or nine kids arrived.
The third time, only about five or six . . . and so on.
AND this week?
I was able to call table groups.
And only the table groups came to the their cubbies!!!!!!!
It was almost perfect.
Except one little guy didn’t come to his cubby.
And when I reminded him, he brought his backpack and he built a fire and he made s’mores.
And darn it, if he didn’t take every single paper out one at a time to fill up his backpack . . .
I had to look away and smell the soup.
Thanks for the comic relief & bonding experience from afar!
We are not alone!! 🙂
Love the smell the soup idea! I need that. I am hibernating this weekend, too. Only made it to day 13 and the tears came, mine. My amazingly difficult student will probably be in special day one day, but as a first grade teacher we have to wait for all testing to be done. So amazingly hard. I shall try and smell the soup. Prayers for your eye…right…now.
Oh, hang in there, Dee! I know it will get better. Thank you for your prayers!
This is one of my most favorite posts of yours. I always have a little guy who camps out at the cubbies and I remind myself to smell the soup! We are praying for you in Ohio❤️
Ha! Yay! And thank you for your prayers!
Thinking of you and your eye, I am so glad though to hear it will go away look after yourself. Annie
Thank you, Annie!
Chris Saunders says
I love your posts! I am going to start smelling the soup. I needed that technique when we were doing math this week. ie: “Boys and Girls how many do you add to 9 to get to 10—answer 12!!! YIkes!
I am praying for your eye and for you to feel peace during this time. Take good care-Chris
Ha!! Yes, smelling the soup is super important! Thank you of your prayers!
Jill Adelman-Weis says
It is so affirming to hear this happens to you too! “Smelling the soup” often these first weeks in kindergarten 🙂
I love the ‘smell the soup’ analogy and will have to use that! I have 4th graders so our issues with following directions are different, but THEY STILL STRUGGLE WITH FOLLOWING DIRECTIONS! I’m wondering at what age they finally start doing it right at the beginning of the year??
I’ll be praying for your eye!