So this might have been the most eye-opening week of my fifteen-year teaching career. I filled in as a psuedo-administrator (or as the Athletic Director called me, "Second String Administrator")this week to help out. I was excited about the opportunity when I was asked--and I'm still incredibly excited that I was able to help out. I just wasn't prepared for what actually occurred.
Within the first hour of my pseudo-adminstrative duties, I encountered a young lady who needed to be taken away by paramedics for taking some sort of medication that she wasn't necessarily prescribed. This was quickly followed by a fleet of referrals for ill-behaved students, which took me almost two bells to dig my way out of. Oh, and this particular day was St. Patrick's Day, so I had to contend with students wearing green wigs, green hats, and sundry other green paraphrenalia--all of which are against school policy.
The next day brought even more drama and fun-filled referrals--kids walking out of classes without permission, kids throwing paper balls, kids throwing pennies, kids throwing other kids (aka "fights"), and the like. And to add to this laundry list of craziness, a teacher fell out from a reaction of some sort, and a student made up stories about not having any food at home (and then went to the clinic and ate three bags of chips from her purse).
Amazingly, after such an insane few days, I am more sure than ever that I have made the right decision to pursue an administrative role in a secondary school. I'll admit--I'm tired. But I certainly am ready.
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