Don't worry your children are in good hands...

When I'm not knitting in class. An unexpected bonus from substitute teaching is the ample knitting time I keep finding. It's pretty rare for a teacher to leave me actual teaching work, usually I'm just a glorified babysitter. This works only for middle school and high school--lots of knitting time in those grades.
I was going to have a funny post about how interesting substitute teaching is and how great things have been going...until today's assignment. Fourth grade. Children not listening...to anything. Me crying. Then hyperventilating. Then taking a 4o minute break to calm myself down. I hated having to call the assistant principal into the class, but it could not be avoided. This is the first time I have every cried over a class--not even the horrendous teenagers. I hate not having self control in front of students or other faculty.
You'll laugh when you hear how I calmed myself down. Emergency sock knitting. It helped regulate my breathing. Now I'm off to take a bath. Tomorrow I'm going to teach some lovely, wide-eyed and innocent first graders...for half a day.