So here's how it went down.
A student was having issues with her vision so, as I was the extra special extra adult, I had the pleasure to take her down to Wellness, or as I knew it when I was young, the nurse's office. The Wellness Center is a great deal more than what my nurse's office was, with different amazing resources for the students, and it's located in the basement of the school, and can be rather difficult to find. As I walked this girl down, she became increasingly nervous and I'm convinced she thought I was taking her off to be murdered. I did what I do best, and asked her about herself and her life. It seemed to help, and we made it to Wellness in one piece. I had a couple other errands to run, and I asked this girl if I could leave and do so, and if she was going to be ok. She looked at me and said, "No. Stay." How can I say no to that, so I stayed as long as I could. When it looked like it was almost her turn, I said I would meet her when she was done with her exam. She nodded, and I went to take care of my next job, which was discussing with a counselor why a girl had be dropped from the system again. Survey says: no idea, but she's back in. I have a few theories, and only two have to do with gremlins.
I arrive back in the classroom and as I walk in, there are shouts and students milling around. They had been using the meter sticks as weapons, and not as the measuring tools that they were meant to be. They lost the privilege to use them for the day and were set down to bookwork. Scared the crap out of me. But I understand where the teacher was coming from. This part I've dissected over and over again, so not going to go too far into it.
I get a call that the girl is done, and I run down to meet her. She seems more comfortable with nurse, who is one of my new favorite people, and we walked up back to the classroom. She said the three words I enjoy hearing, but never know how to respond to. "I love you." I nearly cried. That's how today went.
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