The first bomb I will mention is a stink bomb. A certain student that has been challenging all 9 weeks decided today would be a fun day to set off a stink bomb in class. I try to be a good teacher, a nice teacher, a fun teacher, a smart teacher and an interesting teacher. But I just couldn't take the stink bomb. And here is why:
Second Bomb: I'm pregnant. Not supposed to be, but it happened. Found out two days after I started my new job. Had some anger, and fears to work through, but am starting to feel okay about it. Do I want a girl-uh, sure, but not as bad as I did with Ammon, and now I'm content with boys, so that would be just fine. But anyways, back to high school.
So, I'm in class, bomb goes off, kids get dramatic, students going bezerk, and frankly, at 11 weeks, I'm nearly puking as I fan myself with papers. Finally I snap, "sit down, calm down and quit telling me about your problems. I'm 11 weeks pregnant and am going to puke! So I don't want to hear about how bad this is for YOU!!"
I figured if I let my students know, it was time to let you know too.
Due date: Late April.
