First I went to Language Arts and Reading class where I learned what Expository Writing was. I need to read up a little more on that so I can be the chief editor for Zach when he has to begin writing a Expository type paper.
I had to duck out of this class for a few minutes to make a trip to the bathroom whereupon I immediately got lost and ended up in the boys restroom. I realized my mistake when I first went in and came upon the urinals, but I can't be held responsible for this error due to the fact that they must think an awful lot of rowdiness goes on in those restrooms because the doors were propped open; I couldn't see the sign on the door. I finally found the girls restroom, went in, sat, and then realized there was no toilet paper in the stall. So, I drip-dried for a few, then pulled my pants up and moved over a different stall to try to dry, my then damp, drawers.
Next it was time to go to Math where I watched them draw different kinds of charts and graphs using information such as July - Dec. temperatures in Orlando, FL over a 3 year span. What I learned in that class was that 2004 was the best Fall, temperature-wise, in Orlando (but that's just my opinion).
Then it was time for lunch. Zach would not allow me to sit with him in the cafeteria, I had to sit across and down the table from him near two lads and a young lady who were glad to keep me entertained while I tried to tackle a salad with a plastic fork. They stayed their allotted time, then left me there struggling to stab my carrots and cucumbers while they went to run wild and free on the playground for a short time.
After lunch was Social Studies where I didn't learn an awful lot because they did some work in their workbooks and then had to leave for 45 minutes to go to P.E. I was able to talk to the teacher during that time though, so it wasn't a total waste of brain cells. After the class returned from P.E., they prepared to take a test on their progression in that class. I decided that I didn't remember enough from the last few weeks of helping with homework to take the test so I chose that time to quietly slip out and go home.
I figured I had embarrassed the child enough for one day, and,,,
I really, really, needed a cup of coffee and a nap.
Shortly after I arrived home Jerri called to tell me that Beans had her first preschool assessment today. I'm not quite sure what all an assessment of a 3 yr old involves, but they told her she scored exceptionally high on it. The preschool teacher told Jerri that the first question was, "What is your name." Beans told her, "My name is Jillian M. but my momma calls me Beans, so you better write that down." The teacher then told Jerri she had to cover her face to keep from laughing out loud.
Notice I used transitional words to begin most of my paragraphs. :-)