Tuesday

Boy what a day. First of all, the high schoolers had another morning of finals today. I had a break and was calculating their grades. Suddenly I felt like a dead horse and they were the vultures, wanting to know their grades, and their friends' too.
At lunch, I had playground duty. One boy got a softball knocked to his teeth and fell to the ground for a good 15 seconds holding his mouth, but not crying. They were playing soccer with a softball. Here, Soccer ,er, futbol, is life and the only acceptable game, so where there's a ball, any kind, there's a way...to play futbol. I went to him and he was bleeding a bit, so I told him to go rinse out his mouth. Like a true boy, he said, "nah, nah, no es necesario, no necesario." Bueno...a few minutes later he scored a goal.
Later, during the last two hours of school, usually my 4th grade goes to swimming for P.E. Today, the bus was late getting back with the other classes because there was a robbery and killing near the pool and the street was blocked and traffic was horrible. My kids were of course so upset and they were supposed to do work but that was near impossible, especially since they were in such a bad mood. They ended up not getting to go at all. The bus returned at the last minute of the school day. My kids are so funny though. They were singing old, well, from the 90's, rock songs, and with their accents it was real cute.
It's so hot here, and we need rain or even a breeze! People burn lot's of their trash here, so the air is just filthy and smoky.
Until later...