Glad to be home.
I did a scrapbooking class with 12 sixth graders tonight-- 2:30-8 p.m. They did albums of their outdoor lab pictures, and their albums were so good. I hope they bring them to school so they can show them off next week. One poor kid didn't have any photos (he's from the LW School of Scrapbooking--only one person will get that joke but that's who it's intended for). His dad said he was going to bring them by, after quite awhile the kid called his dad and was told something about there was a problem at the photo lab at WalMart or something, he'd bring them in a little while. After another hour the kids called again and his dad said he wouldn't get them til tomorrow. Personally, I think that stinks. They've had three weeks to get their photos, and this poor kid didn't have his. I had four I took when I went up for a day, and had made copies for all the kids, so he had those, plus the kids put all their "extra" pics on a table, and he used a few of those. He finally just called home and had them pick him up after we ate pizza.
The whole event was fun, but I was glad when it was over. The last couple of hours turned into kind of slumber-party type behavior. They were so silly--I just sat at my computer and found poems and things for them about fall, leaves, nature, etc.. and printed them off for them, so tried to distance myself. It was pretty interesting listening to them talk about the high school leaders, their teachers, their friends, etc...
More angst is brewing at the work place. People feeling misunderstood (been there) and made to feel unimportant and not valued (done that). I think we're going to start calling a certain someone Captain Smith. Remember him? he was the man in charge on.... the Titanic.
Warning. Iceberg ahead. Women and children first. I hear the strains of "Nearer My God to Thee".
Rose: Mr. Andrews... I saw the iceberg and I see it in your eyes... please, tell me the truth.
Thomas Andrews: The ship... will sink.
Rose: You're certain?
Thomas Andrews: Yes, In an hour or so, all of this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic.
Cal Hockley: What?
Thomas Andrews: Please, tell only who you must. I don't want to be responsible for a panic. And get to a boat quickly, DON'T WAIT. You... remember what I told you, about the boats?
I think we're gonna need a bigger boat. No, wait. Different movie.