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Hebrew school and stuff
Sep. 19th, 2004 05:21 pmSo, last night, I cut out of the Lefton's End-of-Summer party for like an hour or two to go home and do class prep for this morning. Then I went back to the party and stayed until about midnight. I was in bed by quarter to one or so, and woke up at seven-thirty or so, which has been a reasonable amount of sleep for me recently.
I got to Hebrew school around 8:45 -- class starts at 9:30. And I found that my classroom had been used for childcare during Rosh Hashana services. Which is fine. And that the room hadn't been put back together again afterwards. Which is not fine. I mean, it wasn't a mess or anything -- but my table was gone, my whiteboard markers were gone (and they're MY freakin' markers -- they don't belong to the school), my sign on the wall which says "Kitah Gimmel" and all the kids' names in English and Hebrew was gone, there were piles of toys and games in the corner -- I know my class: toys and games in the corner of the room is a BAD thing to have -- my papers and stuff were all stacked on a shelf in the corner.
I went and did some photocopying of worksheets I'd make up, and came back downstairs, by which time all the other teachers had shown up. It was a Gan day -- the kindergarten class only meets every other week, and only for an hour -- so Tamara, who is the Gan teacher besides being the Gimmel co-teacher, would only be available for the first hour.
That's when Rafi got the phone call that Isaac, the Kitah Bet teacher, was in the hospital with a fever.
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I got to Hebrew school around 8:45 -- class starts at 9:30. And I found that my classroom had been used for childcare during Rosh Hashana services. Which is fine. And that the room hadn't been put back together again afterwards. Which is not fine. I mean, it wasn't a mess or anything -- but my table was gone, my whiteboard markers were gone (and they're MY freakin' markers -- they don't belong to the school), my sign on the wall which says "Kitah Gimmel" and all the kids' names in English and Hebrew was gone, there were piles of toys and games in the corner -- I know my class: toys and games in the corner of the room is a BAD thing to have -- my papers and stuff were all stacked on a shelf in the corner.
I went and did some photocopying of worksheets I'd make up, and came back downstairs, by which time all the other teachers had shown up. It was a Gan day -- the kindergarten class only meets every other week, and only for an hour -- so Tamara, who is the Gan teacher besides being the Gimmel co-teacher, would only be available for the first hour.
That's when Rafi got the phone call that Isaac, the Kitah Bet teacher, was in the hospital with a fever.
( Read more... )