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Do You Know What Bugs Me? April 19, 2010

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Ugh! I can’t even believe what I’m going to post. They’re back…one louse and one cockroach! Seriously?

As I was tactfully deciding how to get the cockroach out of the backpack closet, another teacher was adhering tape around a fragile louse in order to show the school nurse her “new student”.

Let’s talk about the cockroach for a minute. The little guy crawled out for a short peak and the other teacher in the room saw him wave hello. Since she helped save the day the last time, she helped me stare at the closet for sometime until I announced that we devise a plan. We waited until it crawled out of someone’s backpack. I jumped toward the closet and knocked it to the floor. That’s when I began stepping all over the backpack. Luckily, the student wasn’t in the room because he might have been upset watching his teacher dance all over his backpack. Ironically, my blog came to mind and the idea of being brave was a fleeting thought…I was seeking annihilation. Another ironic moment was when I looked up, the other teacher was now handing ME the tissue box and urging ME to pick it up. Ugh. Of course I had to pick it up. The whole learning environment had been interrupted and 30 eyes were gazing at me and wait for their teacher to “be brave”.

“Fine,” I said aloud, picked it up, and ran to the garbage can. Now cue the teacher across the hall with the adhered louse.

“Look what I found!” She shows me.

“Oh no! You can’t out do me, I just killed another cockroach!” I told her as I went squealing from the room to scrub my hands like a surgeon.

When I returned we both got to check heads…again. Not a single positive case. So, we’re wondering if you can purchase these bugs? And if so, which one of you put them in our classrooms?

Have a “scratchtastic” night everyone!


“Catch Up” not Mustard April 18, 2010

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This weekend has been my official “catch up” weekend.  Yard work, grading, projects, cleaning, grocery shopping…BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!

Here it is, the end of the weekend, and I’m finally, catching up on my BLOG.

Before I begin this memorable story I must warn you it contains bugs. So, if you are squeamish about bugs than close this web page and catch up with me another time.

A few weeks ago, I saw 3…yes, 3 different lice…YUCK! I looked through approximately 80 heads because once you find one, you just don’t know where they’ve been hop, hop, hopping. Unfortunately, I saw them hop, hop, hopping across desks.

Sorry, I know you’re itching your head right now or you are refraining from the urge. This is isn’t even the worst of it.

The worst bug story began one morning as the students were unpacking and getting ready for the day. We had just said the pledge and sat down when Cindy calls out, “There’s a cockroach.”

“Sure, whatever.” I thought in my head anticipating a tiny spider. I walk over to the desk and see absolutely nothing.

“Are you sure?” I question with doubt but continued searching everywhere for this roach.

“Yes, I’m sure. It just crawled out of Mikey’s binder,” Cindy called out. Sigh. I stood up and assured her there was nothing there…and that’s when a saw it crawl out from between the desks.

“Be brave, be brave.” I told myself or maybe it was more like, “Don’t be a wimpy girl.”

WAIT! I must stop this story! Before I continue, I must inquire about your itchy head? How are you? Oh, please you don’t have it…if I don’t, you don’t.

Back to being brave.

Luckily the kids were leaving for Specials, so another teacher and I stayed behind to conquer the roach. We had everything under control until it crawled into Cindy’s desk. You know, the messiest desk in the classroom. Sigh. With disbelief we looked at each other and I told the other teacher that there was no way I could teach in a classroom with a roach.

“Be brave. Be brave.”

There was no other option…we dumped the desk. We shook out every paper, notebook, folder, and book. Nothing.

AH HA! The other teacher finally said, “They hate light.” She turns the desk open side up to expose…DUM DUM DUM…the roach. I was brave, very brave! I bravely handed her two tissues and watched as she squished it and threw it out. Afterward we both scrub, scrub, scrubbed our skin raw at the sink.

So I thought about asking for an exterminator but then what was I thinking? Roaches out-lived the dinosaurs. Silly me.

Well, it’s time for bed because I have another exciting week ahead of me and more adventures to write. I leave you with the reassurance that you still don’t have lice and you really can stop scratching now. Good night.