Some days I can feel so exasperated I just want to cry, but I know that won't make it all go away.
This morning started like that.
One of the students had a complete meltdown.
That would actually be an understatement.
So when I went to help with fifth grade yard duty I was not afraid.
Just mad.
...and not afraid.
In the afternoon I found out I would be watching fifth grade after school program.
...I was not afraid. And I had no trouble...except some students complaining about how quiet the class was :)
Fear kinda has a way of being relative to the circumstances you are faced with.
I guess that's one reason to be happy when hard times come.
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