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Year 4- Home School

by admin on April 17th, 2007

I have 2 students now. The first, as I mentioned is a normal situation…other than the facts the kid is going through a medical issue…everything there is normal. No interesting stories worth passing on. The newest student is a different issue entirely. It’s good and bad. The good part is it keeps my extra income flowing, and this makes me happy. The bad part is that there may be some craziness going on in the family. The first person with whom I spoke on the phone gave me lousy directions… I spent an hour driving around looking for this place.

My directions went something like this. Keep in mind I was trying to answer questions from the kids in class while I was getting them.

“Ok… … … ..uh… … … … … uhm… … let me see how I should say these… … … … uhm… … … … … … … … … … … y’know where that bank is… … … … … … .there’s uhm… … … … .one way street… … .yeah… … … … .one way street… .by the park… … … the park thing… you know, skate park… … turn by that… … … go down the road… … … … uhm it’ll wind around… … ..keep uh… … … keep on that road… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … .uhm… … … … … … … .then go down til you can turn left… … … … … … … … … and turn… … … … … … .there’ll be some houses… ..and it’s the second mobile… .kind of brown like… … … … … there’s no address… but there’s a car in the front… … … .uhm… … … … .

I’ve finally found the house…as of last week, and started my home school work. The student seems nice. She lives with two friends, who live with their mother. It’s a house full of girls. It’s totally odd. The first time I was there one of the girl said something like, “oh…that is a bunch of bulls***” in regards to something the mother had said. (My student is a guest, not related to the other 3) The mother freaked out because of the language choice her daughter made in the presence of an educator. I’ve worked here long enough so that language isn’t too bothersome anymore…it was just funny to see the mom flip out. While this is going on…the other daughter is trying to pry open a HUGE jar of artichoke hearts…which she eventually starts eating right out of the jar. On my way out the mother tells me I’m lucky I don’t have any girls…but that boys are worse after age 10, or so she’d heard.

Thanks.

Yesterday the real mom was there. She proceeded to eat a “Big Hunk” canfy bar and stare over my shoulder with chunks of candy stuck to her face. I didn’t have a lot of conversation with her…but I got a sense of why this student no longer lives with her. One other nice thing at this place is that they have about 5 cats, all missing their tails. Kind of odd. It’s a stub-tail cat halfway house.

I think this will be the only week I’m at this house, so my hopefully I get some good stories out of it…

This week is testing week…so nothing of real excitement will happen.

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