I'm at home, laying on the couch enjoying my new favorite drink: nyquil. I am very happy that most days I didn't want to go to work, I sucked it up and went, because I may take the last 6 days off. This lung infection is no joke.
I'm also pretty glad I went to work the last two days. Yesterday was a field trip to clean up a beach. I was not in charge, just tagging along as a chaperone. They did a crummy job, but apparently that was expected. Afterwards, there was a barbecue and basketball, when they rediscovered their energy. It's not often I can watch them just act like normal teenagers.
Today, we went to a small art gallery, where they were very well behaved.we then went for Chinese food, which was great. They ate weird things, tried to use chopsticks, and tried to use Chinese words the waiters and I taught them. We went to a park, and they played ball again, before we went home. Two kids had tried to leave (a story that is long and makes me far too angry to tell), but were brought back safely. Prior to that, it was one of my favorite days with them, despite the illness. If I don't improve enough next week to return to work, it's a great end to the school year.
Hopefully, no one notices the missing paperwork, or it's forgotten in the fall. Cough cough cough.naptime.
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