Well, it's that time of year again - the twelve days of Christmas. I've got to be honest: I might not make it all twelve this year, and I am CERTAINLY (probably) not going to find numbered things like I did last year. I am a first year teacher, after all. I'm busy.
Anyway, the first day of Christmas is bit of a bummer. On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A broken into elementary school
Yep. My school was broken into last night. I won't go into detail (it just makes me feel icky), but it was definitely not a fun thing with which to be greeted this morning. I mean, even though my own classroom was not broken into, the whole idea of some creeps pawing through my workplace is just gross.
Not to mention the fact that these thieves were stealing from children. At Christmas. I mean come on. Who does that?
Gah, I can't allow that to be my first day! Not from my true love!
Okay, how about this. On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A fifteen-dollar ice cream gift card
Even with the break in bummer, school wasn't all bad! We had a gift exchange at collaboration today and I ended up with a giant Symphony bar and a $15 certificate to Baskin Robbins. (There was a $10 limit, so props to whoever managed to snag this beauty and was willing to donate it to the cause. I'm just glad I ended up with it.)
The certificate does have a stipulation, however: All fifteen clams must be spent in one visit. So... who's up for some ice cream?
Yeah. That's a better first day than the break in.