As you all know I live in a world of 6th-8th graders which provides a vast amount of humor as well as frustration. Frankly, I don’t care if so and so pushed you or said your mom is a loser. I don’t care if the bus driver yelled at you or you hate pizza day. These do not affect my day and I can cut off these mundane conversations with “Let’s get back to work and save socialization for the lunchroom.” It is so great to be the adult! However, each day I suffer through 30 minutes of 8th grade lunch duty. I would rather pull my nose hairs out one by one…but I am forced to be the lunchroom Nazi patrolling the endless rows of tables checking for food on the ground, those who aren’t eating, those moving table to table…on and on. There is one table of 8th grade girls we call the “popular obnoxious”. They are overly gregarious and like to turn around and size-up their peers as they walk by…all 20 of them looking at once! I am no exception to this rule. I consider myself fairly abreast of the latest fashion, but each day I have a little wave of anxiety as to how 20 pairs of eyeballs are going to approve or disapprove of my clothing and hair. It makes me infuriated at myself for even caring, but it is hard to ignore an entire table looking at you, whispering and then looking again. You would think they would do this to the teachers that stereotypically wear goofy holiday sweaters, high water pants or 3-dimensional pins….nooooooo…they never bat an eye in their direction. It is my mini Everest each day from 10:45-11:15. It makes me laugh most days as most kids are affirming with their cute comments. Most of them have no idea who I am because I teach such a small population at the school. I won’t tell them my name in the lunchroom to keep myself as this enigma teacher who may or may not have good fashion sense. Good times.
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Just wait until those holiday sweaters and 3-D pins start turning your head at Belk. It’s bound to happen to every teacher - it’s like a right of passage.
Until then, you have nothing to worry about. You always look great - come to think of it I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear the same thing twice. But this is coming from someone who no longer fits into a plethera of clothing options (’til January atleast).
you are my fashion guru! happy Thanksgiving..
If you ever start wearing holiday sweaters or 3-D pins it will defintiely be a sign of the impending apocalypse. I promise to put you out of your misery at that point. I can only hope you would do the same for me.
3-D pins? What the heck are those?! I love reading your posts, Kel!
We will NEVER dress like teachers! We will prevail!
and…I totally understand this post. unfortuantely, the kids wear uniforms here, so all they have to scrutinize is us poor teachers!