|Check her out!|
She has lined up tons of awesome bloggers to offer some freebies this week! So fun! Especially since I just dropped another pretty penny or two at Teachers Pay Teachers. :) I have to admit, when she first contacted me I was a little giddy about the whole thing...I mean it's Christie, for heaven's sake! Her blog was one of the first ones I stalked on a regular basis. I was so thrilled that she thought enough of me and my little corner in the blogosphere to include me in her frenzy! Thanks Christie!
Today I had to attend a child abuse inservice. I'm assuming that everyone has to go to these. I have to go every 5 years. Today's inservice was all morning...they let us out a little early, but it was not fun in anyway. Even sitting next to my two buddies...still not fun. I don't just dread going because it takes a full morning. I dread going because it's just awful to hear and see the types of abuse that are happening in the area where I live. I know it's everywhere...but to see pictures of it...just tore me up today. I can't get those visuals out of my head. The speakers did a lecture and then started showing us pictures of neglect...in homes. So although the pictures were gross, I could somehow handle them. I just kept thinking, some teacher was responsible for the learning of the child living in that cockroach infested, dirty, disgusting "home." Then they started showing pictures of children who were abused. Close-up pictures...burns, stabs, fractures, bruises, blood...you name it, they showed pictures of it. I had to stop watching at about the halfway point. For someone to purposefully harm a child is completely unacceptable. I don't care that social services sees it as their duty to help the family so it doesn't happen again. It happened once...and the stories they shared proved that the adult intended to do harm, therefore I don't think they should be able to be in the presence of children ever again. Sorry if this isn't politically correct but it just made me sick. I've been thinking about it all day...even during the retail therapy I signed myself up for this afternoon with my sister. When it was over all I could say was, "Go home and love your babies, friends!"
Okay...sorry about my roller coaster of a post (High Point-Christie's Frenzy/Low Point-my inservice)...but it just sucks...(Yeah. I said it) what some of our kiddos have to deal with... and then we expect them to learn everything they need to learn so that they do well on "the test".
Hoping to be in a better "place" tomorrow!