I was going to rebel and not wear it, but I happened to be teaching the littlest kids at the time it was handed out (equivalent to about 3 and 4 year olds in the states) and right after I took it off they started pointing to their faces. "Teacher, why no?"
Fine. I'll wear it. I only did for that class though. I mean, can't the germs just crawl around the darn mask into the side holes and get me that way? I don't think this helps much unless I'm trying to prevent giving my illness to others.
And I'm standing by my theory no matter what you say.
Classes Cancelled
I get to sleep in tomorrow! Well, only a little bit. Instead of being there at 9:30, I get to go in at 10. The kindergarteners' classes have been cancelled for the next three days. This means I don't start teaching until 2:30 tomorrow and Friday, and on Thursday I might not be teaching at all... and if my one student does show up I won't start teaching until 4.
So, why do I have to be there at 10 you ask? Supposedly, we get to clean. I'd prefer teaching a billion times over cleaning some random room in the school. They'll learn quickly that they should just hire someone to clean because I'm not much help. Then, I'll be getting paid to do a lot of nothing for three days. Except complaining about sitting around being such a waste of time.
Finally.
I finally found nail polish remover and hair spray. Thank goodness... so what if it was from the random little store around the corner? I am happy... and my unmanicured toes are wriggling for joy.
"He who hesitates is a damned fool."- Mae West
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