Mrs. White and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day!

Have you ever read Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day? Let me tell you how my very own terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day turned into a pretty good one!

First the bad - and I'll make it quick, because that's not really the point of this post. To make a long story short, at 1:15 today all hell broke loose in 1st grade. All within 5 minutes, I had a boy kicking and screaming (for the 2nd time that hour) on my floor interrupting math time, a potty accident on my rug which was very dramatic, and a very unhappy parent (unfairly, but completely related to the potty accident). For some reason all of this struck me at the wrong time and I completely lost it. It wasn't until the school counselor saw me in the hallway and asked me to go talk to the unhappy mom in the clinic that the floodgates opened. She has the same effect on me as a mom does, apparantly. You know when you're so upset and your mom comforts you and it makes you cry more? Yeah.

So there I was, trying to dry my eyes with a cardboard paper towel before re-entering my now out-of-control class of 22 6 year olds. I was standing in the hall wondering if the tears were going to stop any time soon when the second grade teachers and the campus reading specialist saw me. Tracey took me down to her room to let me calm down and Pat, Karen, and Kathy took over my class for a few minutes until it was time for recess. Then my sweet team-mate Emily traded her day off of recess with me so that I could have some extra time to myself. Those teachers gave up their down time today to help me out. That kind of thing does not happen at just any school. I'd be willing to bet there aren't many schools out there in which women so willingly and happily sacrifice to help others.

Then our principal said that, due to 2nd grade and Kathy being such team players, we all get to wear jeans and our team shirts tomorrow! Score. Another up side of the terrible day.

Then some of my good friends from school went out for happy hour with me. It was nice to enjoy some grown-up company after a day like today.

So my point here is that 6 hours ago I was so, so, so, so unhappy. Then, because of the kind hearts of some good friends and co-workers, everything got better! I can end the day on a happy note :)

I'll say it again: I am so blessed to work at my school!