Thursday, September 30, 2010

you can call me Pat

When I first started my job as a substitute teacher’s aide, I became friends with Carol, a librarian at one of the elementary schools. She so appreciated my help shelving books whenever I had down time. Being a sub, I am usually at a different school every day, so ran into Carol only a few times a month after that and throughout the following year, when she had been transferred to a different elementary school, Monroe. We were delighted to see each other again this year, only I noticed that she thinks my name is Pat. At first I didn’t realize she was calling me Pat, but then when I knew for sure, I figured it was no big deal since I don’t see her very often anyway. But my initial week-long assignment at Monroe has been extended first to 4 weeks, then six, and now through the end of December. So the situation has become rather awkward, how do I correct her now? Is it beyond the point of no return? Then the plot thickened yesterday when someone else called me Pat. I am hoping that since enough people know my real name, somehow it will work itself out. In the meantime, I’ll answer to Pat. The truth is, I’ll answer to almost anything.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

edumacation

I've not written in so long... I have been busy at school,doing a long-term assignment at an elementary school. This is a question from a reading worksheet I was helping second-grade students with last week.

1) Grandmother has trouble reading because she is ___________________.

farsighted
farfetched
insighted

One little boy ignored the choices and wrote the obviously right answer:

1) Grandmother has trouble reading because she is a gril.
(he meant girl)