Yes, yes, it has been eons since I last blogged. An amazing amount of things have happened since my last remark. Not least of which is moving back to the States. However, looking into your past is for old folks so I am gonna plunge on ahead and tell you about how my day went.
I am a fine arts teacher at Lakewood High School next to Arlington. I grew up just south of it....and never knew it existed. Its that small. The high school itself has about 890 students and I teach the intro to art classes. I only teach 60% of the time so I also pick up extra hours subbing around the school when the sub cancels or none can be found. So today I walk into school and the secretary comes at me in a panic. She says, "Grazzie Girl, I need you to cover the health class. Its on male sex anatomy and no, you arent allowed to draw any pictures." They really shouldnt allow me such liberties in the first place. Last time I subbed for that class, I covered the suicide lesson. I think they do it on purpose.
The class wasnt nearly as painful, or as fun, as I had hoped but I got through it. I then subbed again later in the day but there was no lesson plan. So what does Ms. G do in a situation like this? You guessed it, I taught them Mormon drinking games. Oh the high jinx!