Mickey (Mouse) moved in… and has been happily eating the corners of a loaf a bread and leaving little presents underneath our sink. The joy! Shelby is (well was) a “mouser” at home which is part of why she’s here to get rid of any possible issues… but I guess Mickey comes out to play whenever Roomie and Shelby go to bed and close the door.
Which means that this girl has spent a good part of her life screaming lately because any little movement or dog toy that grazes her foot illicits an extreme response. And the worst part is that since her bed hasn’t been delivered yet, she sleeps on an air mattress too close to the ground for her own comfort so she spent all of last night terrified and slept zero minutes. Yeah, zero. I just started to feel comfortable when the sun came up, comfortable enough to doze off, but I couldn’t because I knew that with my extreme fatigue I’d be dragging and needed the extra time. Even so I barely made it out the door on time.
I should have gotten up and turned on the light but I didn’t want to waste electricity.
Then school was rough since I got my “permanent” class today and I h-a-t-e it. Yeah, the teacher’s name should be Fidel Castro or something because the kids aren’t even allowed to talk at lunch. Mmmhmmm. Thank goodness the principal and I are tight (ish) and I feel comfortable enough to tell him how I feel because in the end she’ll hate me because frankly, I’m not going to watch a four year old girl, who can’t speak English, eat two carrot sticks for lunch, because she can’t cut up her food and in her culture you don’t eat with your hands and I’m not allowed to do it for her because she needs to learn how to be like everybody else. Oh, and the boys aren’t allowed to play in the kitchen and the girls aren’t allowed to play with the trucks.
That doesn’t include my rules- no cell phone, no drinks other than water (no coffee 
( ), no gum, plus all the child related rules- don’t hold their hand to lead them any where, don’t… whatever
I think I’m just tired and cranky… time for bed!
August 28, 2008 at 8:17 pm
Wow, sounds like they are very strict! I’m sorry its been that way:( Hopefully you can talk with the principle and things will lighten up!
August 28, 2008 at 8:57 pm
Ahh, THAT Mickey Mouse
Hang in there with that; and goodness, I’m PRAYING that school gets better!!
August 29, 2008 at 1:39 am
M-I-C-K-E-Y…M-O-U-S-E!!
I had a mouse crawling around my college dorm room sophomore year. Not fun.
Wow, I am keeping my fingers crossed that things get better for you at school. I believe that you can make a difference and teach that teacher how to run a classroom of little kids! School is still supposed to be FUN at that point in their lives!
August 29, 2008 at 5:20 pm
i really hope you can put your thoughts across, because it seems like such an oppressive atmosphere would really make the kids unhappy….
i would be terrified if i was visited by mickey mouse!! i hate insects of all kinds enough, mice would make me faint. although… i actually have the same birthday as mickey mouse. i’m not kidding – he actually has a birthday. november 18th. it’s the highlight of my life to spread this little fact!
August 29, 2008 at 6:25 pm
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September 2, 2008 at 8:53 am
Mice totally creep me out too. They may look all cute an innocent but I know better.
Hope Fidel will loosen up a bit as the year goes on. That is not cool.
September 3, 2008 at 4:06 am
Oh, honey, I’m so sorry things have been so rough! Sleep deprivation really does make everything else worse, but honestly, those are lousy rules. Are these the kids with behavioral issues or was that a different class? I mean, I get that you have to have some different rules in that situation but seriously, I don’t think this is okay. Not even talking at lunch? Why don’t we just muzzle them and put them in straightjackets?
And the “be like everyone else” thing just pisses me off, pardon the language. Why is our society so obsessed with fitting everyone into a single mold? GAH!
I hope you’re able to make a change or that somehow, things become more tolerable, because that sounds miserable. At the very least, I hope Mickey makes his way back to Orlando and leaves you the heck alone so you can get some rest.
Hugs!
V.
September 7, 2008 at 5:03 pm
I remember how bold the mice were when I was working at Daimler Chrysler–they would walk right up to you! Yecch!
Good luck with the class. It’s a good thing to have an in with the principal. I can’t wait until my placement in October and hope that I’m a bit luckier with the teacher I work with
September 26, 2008 at 9:51 am
Rose – sorry I have dropped off the face of the earth for a while – things have been, well, hectic…
I hope you get some rest soon. And good luck with the class.
If it helps, they now make self contained mousetraps. The mouse goes inside, the door closes, and you throw him out. You never see the mouse.
November 18, 2008 at 9:12 am
I have a foolproof, humane way to catch mice. Take an empty cardboard paper towel tube and balance it over the edge of a table or countertop, with a trashcan beneath it. Put a tiny bit of food in the end that is hanging over the edge, and then leave it overnight. Mice love tunnels and dark places, and the smell of food will entice it into the tube. When it gets to the end of the tube it will flip itself off the countertop and into the trashcan. Just make sure you have a fairly tall bin so that it can’t climb back up the tube.
Good luck!!
–Cookie