Murphy’s Law

What can go wrong will go wrong… did go wrong- round 2. 

On my last blog, The View from Student Teaching, I wrote about Murphy’s Law and a day when everything went wrong. Today I had a repeat day, round 2 of Murphy’s Law. The day started as usual. No big upsets, no majo crisis but when recess hit all hell broke loose. A student owed recess, refused to sit in the hall, told me “no” and kept on playing. I had to call the sub principal because ours was out of the building for a bit. I also found stolen reward tokens and a protractor that belonged to the teacher next door in her book bag. It was still in its brand new wrapper. The principal was back in for a bit and we had a conversation with the student about her current situation. 

At the end of the day, one of my students who goes to tutoring after school got on the bus instead of going to tutoring. It was whole debacle where the bus driver was called and the student snuck off the bus even though he was supposed to come back to school. Parents didn’t pick up the phone when I called so tomorrow the student will be calling and explaining what happened. I may be suggesting an after school detention to make up the work he missed in tutoring. 

The twist that really cemented a day of Murphy’s Law catastrophes, came when a parent showed up expecting to meet with me and the principal. The principal was no longer in the building and I was supposed to be in a meeting. I had figure out what to do on the spot and I felt like a total idiot. I can only imagine the parent saying, “no wonder my child is failing, that teacher is a total moron!” 

The only good thing about Murphy’s Law days are days that follow them. I get riled up and I get on a roll and I can move mountains with my level of stubbornnes. Believe me, this is only the beginning. Nine year old doesn’t even know how bad this can get. I think my classroom is going to have quite a few after school guests working off lost instructional  time when everyone else gets to go home. Just you wait. 

Despite everything, the people around me keep my spirits up! I know I can duck down the hall with tears in my eyes and there will be someone’s room I can poke my head into and that person will tell me things are not as bad as they seem. There is always someone there and I couldn’t be more proud of my school for that. I couldn’t be more lucky to have really good people rooting for me. Everything that can go wrong will go wrong and does go wrong but I know I can count on the amazing people around me to lighten the burden enough to make it through. 


Miss Haley’s 29 Ring Circus

Step right up and see the most amazing show on earth! I won’t even charge you if keep an eye on my circus while I go the bathroom or eat lunch (two things I have done very infrequently this past week)! 

Over in one corner we have the four students who have not stopped talking for a single second as long as I have known them. In another corner, we have one who hasn’t said a word because she cannot speak any English. If you take a look on the other side of the room, you will see two students doing somersaults while I am trying to teach them math (on seperate days and not influenced by the other one doing it). When you look at my desk, you will see the grocery bag that I have filled with items left on the floor by one single student when he left on Friday as well as the assignment he crammed in his desk because he decided not to admit he did not do any of it because he decided to fool around instead and wouldn’t think that when I moved the desks to a new seating chart it (and everything else he crammed in there) would not fall out where I could see it. If you look in the trash can, you will see the bottoms of approximately 18 cap erasers that have been cut into face jewelry and then confiscated and thrown away. If I see another cap eraser being used in any way but to erase mistakes, I will loose my gosh darn mind and the eraser will be immediately thrown out. 

Over on this table, you will see the most competitive game of pencil hockey you have ever witnessed this side of the Olympics. And if you turn back to the center of the stage, you will see one teacher who has no idea what on earth she is doing but knows she has to keep talking or the entire thing will collapse on itself. As you watch, try to decide if this is actually entertaining or I’d it is like a train wreck where you just cannot look away!