Desk Tour
Since I talk so often about my school world – I thought a guided tour of my little corner of my little world would be enlightening and useful. So fasten your seatbelts and jump on board the Wolf Tour Train!
Let’s start simple – Here is my keyboard. This is where I create lesson plans, work on online study projects, produce my patented recipe sheets. Apparently I also eat over the keyboard a little too often. The J and K keys look to have a dab of lunches gone by.
What else do I type on my trusty keyboard? Why notes to all my friends here at Open Diary of course! (But only betweeen classes or on my conference period – NOT while I am teaching!!!!! Don’t you go telling on me…..there’s nothing to tell!)
But let’s move on from the obvious – a computer – and see what other insights I can give you into my world and my psyche. (hhhmmmmmm – you may not want to go THERE, exactly.)
Just to the left of my computer is my pencil cup. And in my case – it is LITERALLY a cup. Actually – it’s two cups. And there are rarely any pencils in them. There is no reason to actually put pencils in my pencil cup, becuase if I do my students consider them fair game and they are gone! I do seem to notice one lonely pencil in there in this picture….apparently the little darlings were too tired to scour my desk for lead today. But EVERY day you will find rulers, scissors, hand sanitizer and hand lotion in my pencil cup. You will also find that Big Ass Wooden Spoon. That’s right, baby. Ms. Wolf is the Alpha wolf – you can tell by her Big Ass Wooden Spoon.
To the left of my pencil deprive pencil cups is the usual desk paraphanelia. My teenie tiny American flag for those days when they start arguing about whether Cuba or Puerto Rico is better……and I have to gently remind them where they live NOW. They are allowed to touch a lot of things on my desk, but not my flag. There have been times when a student who has just been grumbling that he don’t get no respect and I should respect them…. and then will pick up my flag absent mindedly and toss it around. THAT’s the point when they find out what Ms. Wolf thinks respect is – and you don’t mess with Ms. Wolf’s flag. That calculator is from the dollar store – and it has taken a beating but still works. Water bottle for the all important rehydration after I deliver one of my sizzlingly entertaining and informative lecture/lessons. A stapler for them to break. (This is the 3rd one this year). A hole punch for the interminable piles of forms and a word search puzzle book, because it is one of the few activities that they love to do that is a sit down quiet time activity. Tape and glue also provide amusement for the students. I rarely use them, but they like to stick pictures to their notebooks and tape to themselves. The boys actually know how to use tape to remove lint from their clothing. My boys are P*I*M*P*S (OK – in their world, that’s a GOOD ting) and they gotta be sharp at all times. No lint allowed
What desk would be complete without a basketball confiscated from a student in the hall this morning? I am particularly fond of this one, because the kid was so mad that I took it (after it bounced off my arm) that he didn’t even come to get it back from me today. Well gosh – I guess that’ll show me!!! lol
Next we have the subject of a sentence that strikes terror in the hearts of my students. Unfortunately, they hear this sentence several times a week. What is this dreaded sentence? “Hold up! I’ve lost my keys – again!”
Poor darlings are starting to get used to the places I leave them now so the panic attacks are usually much shorter lived and on a lower panic scale nowadays. Sometimes I leave them in my drawer…….but who can find keys with all this other stuff in there?
And perhaps the most telling thing in my room – the view from my desk! Today I saw them working at this big ole fryer….
and stuffing themselves with fresh fries
Which led me to this last picture of my desk…..
YYYYYUUUUUUMMMMMM!!!!!!
Yum indeed!
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Your entries make me hungry!
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Very cool tour of your world. I love your howling wolf! hugs…
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I liked the tour!
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that’s more scissors than i’ve ever seen in one place. fun tour.
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My mom had a big ass wooden spoon. And when Mom hit the counter with big ass wooden spoon we scattered like cockroaches when the lights come on. It meant Mom was maaaaaaaaaaaaad!
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yum? hey, its all gone! love pic posts 🙂
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thanks for the tour!
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Thank you for your very kind note.
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You really do have far too much time on your hands! LOL hugz
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Way-cool tour. Your scissors must be freaks to reproduce in those numbers! Love your animated wolf.
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Continuing on with your tour, we look under the desk to find….hmmmmm….two pair of do-me shoes, duct tape, tangerine splashes of color and …. what is this …? “How to cook in 20 days”……lololol
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This was so cool!
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NOW I know it for sure………. they have zapped the last of your brain cells (giggle) sorry Thanks for the tour. I’m still trying to figure out how hole punch and word searches go together. Lael
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loved the trip into your world and your diary looks pretty spiffy.
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your desk is much more exciting than mine, I just can’t find anything on mine. 🙂
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*ryn* Er…that’s not a bad place for those things, you know. I know that you walk a balance of humor, love, and tight reigns on that crew to keep them directed and interested. How often do you just have to surpirse them?
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Great snapshoot into your daily world. I really enjoyed it. TAke care,
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This was really fun, thanks for brightening my day…:)
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I would have imagined you had to keep the scissors under lock and key these days! . . . RYN: You described Katie to a tee. And to think she was a serious reporter during the ’91 Gulf War. Cheers!
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RYN: I think even “chic scruffiness” is even too high maintenance for me. I picture those shorts with writing on the butt with “chic & scruffy” or maybe Dr Scholl’s sandals with stylishly fringed cutoffs and a peasant blouse (grass stains on the back, optional–haha!)
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One of your pairs of scissors must have escaped to my desk! (I have a identical one, but since it’s a singleton I haven’t seen a multiplying brood.) Pens, on the other hand, tend to overrun the place. Great pictures!
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Take away kids, add shadows and your place would look like mine…smiling
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loved the pictures
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Thanks for the look inside your world, hun. Mmmm french fries. Now you’ve got me craving them. *with a dimpled grin & a warm hug*
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Thank you for the tour. What is it about teachers and keys? (I was always losing mine, too!)
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See, that’s a good desk!! I have no desk… I have no space to call my own at work… so I take territorial pride over my cooking area like a female lion over her cubs… “DON’T COME INTO MY COOKING AREA!” can be heard echoing the walls of the house and the reply “Well it’s mum’s kitchen,” come out ike a true child who knows more than the adult in charge!
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Cool entry!
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Thanks for sharing. With a smile…
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WHAT?! You ate them all? Didn’t even save one for me?
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Sunshine, I have a feeling, and I don’t think i’m alone on this one, said Kevin Spacey in American Beauty, but, I’d bet a shiny quarter that Both of your dear children have walked their fingers through the forest of desire. especially since most of us have at one time or another gone there. The road most traveled and all that
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What happened to those fries, eh?
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