At any given moment, my class is a three-ring circus. You've got construction noises blaring through the unfinished windows, rain or sunlight pouring in through the unfinished windows, either drenching us or making it difficult to see, students coming in and out at the wrong times because their schedules keep changing (and sometimes no one tells the kids), math and Spanish papers flying around because of the wind coming in through the windows, which need to be open even when they are finished, since we are in a sweltering portable classroom, problems going on, office aides coming into the wrong room, and phone calls for the wrong person since I've switched classrooms so many times.
ay de mi...
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DIOS MIOS!
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