I finally got the call at 10 am this morning, telling me my teaching assignment for Primary this year.  I’ve got one of the CTR-4 classes.  I shared the news with Merkin and then crawled back into bed, curled up in the fetal position, and ignored the rest of the world for a couple hours.  Soooooooo not looking forward to tomorrow.  At least I didn’t have to do it without any notice.  Sigh.

There are two CTR-4 classes.  I believe both have five or six kids.  I have no idea which one I’m getting, but I’ll bet it isn’t the easy one.  The other has two special needs children.  They’re all cute kids, but more of a handful than six-year-olds.  The class hasn’t made a whole lot of progress in transitioning from Nursery to Primary.  They still have a problem staying in their seats during Sharing Time.  Did I mention that one of them threw up in church two weeks ago?  Yay.

I know, I know, I can do anything with the Lord’s help, and I will learn to love each and every one of my little hellions.  Plus, I’d rather do this than teach BratzBasher’s class in Senior Primary.  They’re more like this:

Well, if I’m going in prepared (which I’d darn well better be), I’d better get to work.  Wish me luck.


About foo4luv

I'm a married, bum-around-the-house mom with one child, BratzBasher, who is the only thing in the universe cuter than a bunny nose. I enjoy reading, crafts, sewing unusual Halloween costumes, and taking long walks through Jo-Ann. View all posts by foo4luv

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