Just another day at the office
On Friday, I gave a spelling test AND took care of a kid puking into a garbage can out in the hallway.
AT THE SAME TIME.
This was at the end of the day, during my reading class (you know, that 90 minutes of the day when all the low readers from across the 5th grade migrate into my room. This means my room is full of every single learning-disabled AND ESOL child we have....plus your general low readers. So yeah, that's a tough block of time). I'd walk into my room, give them their new word, use it in a sentence, act it out for the ESOL kids, say it really slowly for all of them, do a quick lap to make sure no one is cheating, and run back into the hall (I had already called the nurse). I'd spend some time rubbing her back and reassuring her that the nurse was on her way and we'd already called her mom--and then I'd say, "Hang on a second, N." I'd stand up and repeat the process--"Number 10, CAT." (LOL I'm just kidding, they aren't that easy.)