This week will mark my entry into the world of the unknown...a dreaded and mysterious time that no self-respecting child of the 80s discusses. I am turning 30. The students have had a countdown on the board since the 3rd week of school and it's growing into single digits, which terrifies me.
One of the sweeties got me this fine goat as a gift. I think it symbolizes my pact with Satan. Or they found it in their closet over break. Whatevs.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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Maybe your kids are smart and know you're a capricorn... er, somethin'
Ohhh. Good point.
Thats better than the PUFF PAINT shirt one of mine gave me this week...you think 30 is bad 32 was painful on Wed. Especially whne your students tell you they were in Kindergarten when you started teaching and that you are only 5 years younger than some parents....
Happy Birthday.
MY principal did tell me he was teaching here the year I was born....that made it better....
Happy Birthday, you old goat. I can say that because I turn 31 this year. (cries).
HAhahaha Springer!!!
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