In other words, my first day of work. Anyone who knows me well know that I work at a special needs camp every summer. For the past four summers, I have sat with the girls group and basically done nothing because for whatever reason, girls at that camp tend to be less violent and have more...emotional issues than the boys do. As my fellow staff member Allie put it, "You were completely underutilized in the girls group. It may feel like you did a lot, but you actually did nothing."
And I was not insulted in the last because as I found out today, she was correct. Holy...dafjksfdjlaksdfioasjklmkladfs. I have no words. Now, the youngest group is always a challenged because even if they were normal kids, they are barely developed and have limitless energy.
That being said...please, for a moment, consider these kids. Who, by the way are not all ADHD addled. Or seven. In fact, I think I have mostly five year olds. They're sweet, that much can be said. But oh my God, are they hard to handle. I was running after some kid every five seconds.
Last year, I was a one-on-one for a girl (JULIANNE! ♥) who is very low on the functioning spectrum. She would stray, but I'd never have to full on run after her. These boys, I gotta run after them constantly. I was worn out by noon. By the way, Julianne doesn't need a one-on-one this year, and when I heard that, I nearly cried. Just thought I might share that with you.
Also, this one kid I have, George, looks exactly like Gary Coleman. It's frightening. He also doesn't listen, licked me SEVERAL times (I was licked various times today by various campers), and just...really doesn't sit well with me. I mean, he's a cute kid and all, but he's a cute kid who doesn't respect personal space. It happens, and a lot with these kids.
I always forget my valuable camp training between the school months. I should work on that.
ALSO. I saw Toy Story 3 yesterday. Right after cleaning out my room and getting rid of a bunch of old toys. I was a hot mess. And my mom (I went with my mom and my brother), kept looking at me during the movie and she was crying and I was like, "GOD DAMN IT, MOM! I AM TRYING NOT TO CRY."
It didn't work. I cried so hard.
Great movie, though. When it comes out on DVD, I'm taking it to college with me. I will say this, though. That movie reminded me of how much I loathe Joan Cusack's voice. It's just so high pitched and nazally and...kind of like this substitute teacher I had, Ms. Stern. And one day, Ms. Stern she had a cold and she was like, "Sorry my voice is so nazally." And we were like, "It's any different?"
One more thing. To the people that work at Starbucks? Can you blend my frapps a little bit better? Please? It's hard to enjoy a Mocha frapp when you're trying to suck down giant ice cubs. I appreciate that you have a lot of people waiting on line, but I don't think the five seconds more it would take to blend my frapp would really hurt you all that much. And you're charging me about five bucks for something that's about half the size of a small Smoothe King smoothie, which is $4.99. Although, I think the actual volume of what I had today was greater than a Smoothie King smoothie's...SK just looks a tad more impressive cuz the cup is taller. So get with it, Starbucks.
All right, I need a nap. Or dinner. Whatever works for you. I leave you with this video. I can't explain why, but I really think it's funny.
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Sorry that camp seems so tiresome. When I worked with autistic kids, I was lucky enough to be with the good kids who never ran away or anything, but once I was with this kid who constantly yelled "POOP" and ate EVERYTHING including things from off the ground so, yeah, I sympathize.
ReplyDeleteI cried hysterically at Toy Story 3, and I DON'T CRY EVAR. I was sobbing. And I bloody hate Joan Cusack!
I just saw that episode on Saturday! I love that scene, it's stinking hilarious. And I like when Tom was yelling at Sarah at the end and was like, "NO, YOU LISTEN TO ME, BI-OOOTCH!" It was so funny.