It’s about 2:15 am Thursday morning. Why am I up? I have some sort of nasty disgusting cold that hasn’t really allowed me to sleep very well, and I have been up for the past 45 minutes anyways because it hurts my head less to sit up. 🙂 I had heard 1 year teachers have to deal with getting sick a lot as we acclimate to the schools, but I didn’t believe it. 🙁

Anyways, things have been going pretty well overall. The kids amaze me with their different levels of maturity. Some students have me wondering, “Was I ever that smart when I was their age?” Probably not. And then there’s the opposite level- “Was I ever that immature and annoying?!” Some of the kids are just so responsible and mature, and I can hardly believe that they are only 12 years old. Other ones act more like they are 6. And as Jared and I taught the 6 year old primary class on Sunday, I feel justified in saying that. some of the 6 year olds were able to sit more quietly and still than my 7th graders!

Speaking of that particular adventure, Primary isn’t really my favorite thing. I do think that little kids are really really cute… but that’s from far away or for 5 minute intervals. (Depending on the level of cleanliness and whiny-ness, I can like them for up to a couple of hours at a time even.) But despite my convictions, this is the second time I’ve been put in primary at church. (At least Jared got dragged along with me this time!) And really, yes, the kids were pretty good, pretty cute… they all immediately wanted to sit next to me and Jared (or on my lap, or at least hold my hand as they went on various bathroom excursions), which surprised me. I expected at least a little “Getting used to the new teacher” phase, but nope.

I think the biggest problem was with my headaches and my overall pathetic sensitivity to chaotic noise. Since the kids did so well on their primary program at church, the chorister thought that it would be a great idea to start passing out kazoos. Small, plastic, brightly colored, and they make obnoxious noises! Who can resist? Certainly nobody between the ages of 4-8. As you could guess, without any directions with the kazoos, mayhem ensued during the “Sharing Time” of church. As long as that doesn’t happen again, I’d probably survive those 2 hours every Sunday.

Anyways, I think I am going to attempt sleep again, as my head feels slightly better from some of the medicine I took 45 minutes ago, and I have to at least try to teach later on today. 🙂 Cheerio for now!