My
Worst Fears Realized
The
dog barks.
Glancing
at the clock, I’ve missed the alarm!
I
have forty-five minutes to get to the school on time.
Running
around the house like
a
chicken with my head cut off.
I
throw on the outfit I laid out, that the cat slept on.
Grabbing
my lesson plans I realize
the
dog has whizzed
on
my lesson plans!
My
toast pops up
it’s
burnt, but I have no time to make new.
Finally
getting out the door, I realize
My
tire is flat.
It’s
a good thing my dad taught me how to change a tire.
Driving
like a crazy person, I make it to school on time.
Getting
to the classroom,
I
remind myself not to get too close to the pee lesson plans.
Students
are entering the classroom, I’ve realized
that
my students may hate me.
I
make them work bell to bell
constantly
checking their work and discussing
answers
to make sure that they understood what I taught them.
While
answering a question, I bend down to get level with the student.
RIP
This
sound terrifies me, but I know that my worst fear has come true.
I
have ripped my pants,
In
front of the rowdiest bunch of kids I have.
It’s
a good thing I keep a spare change of clothes in the car.
Time
flies by.
Lunch
has rapidly drawn near.
As
I enjoyed the quiet, peaceful moments in my classroom
my
students draw near with lunch time stories,
“He ate 15 oranges! It was ridiculous!!”
Hoping that particular student was not in my
room as they all entered from the hall.
The joking continues in the room.
I realize that “orange boy” was in the room with
us
when his reward for winning the orange eating
contest
was the classroom humiliation due to the orange mess
he vomited
all over the floor and one of the schools copy
of The Diary of Anne Frank.
I believed the day could not have gotten worse.
Finally getting to return home,
I receive two pieces of mail.
One telling me I have failed my PRAXIS exam.
The other piece of mail is the
only job offer I have received.
The teaching job in South Dakota.
I take a deep breath, count to ten slowly.
Finally deciding that I just need to crawl back
under the covers.
I think I’m going to try it all over again
tomorrow.
