Here Comes Hanna ...

Well, as I type this, Hubby is climbing around up in the attic, trying to find the source of the puddle he just discovered in his office. It has been a deluge all night, and the worst of the rain isn't even here yet. That's supposed to be around 1 PM, which, coincidentally, is the beginning of Piper's last obedience class. My street is already flooded and it's really looking wild out there.

In some ways, I'm kind of glad the weather isn't conducive to being out and about. Last week at school was unbelievable. I felt like I spent the entire week trying to balance on top of a rolling log. My plan for this week (and I really hope it works) is to plan as much of it as I can today. So while Tropical Storm Hanna does her thing outside, I'll be doing the Mrs. McLean thing inside.

My classes are quite challenging. I have five, including homeroom. I love my grade nine homeroom kids, and I love the fact that I'm their guide through the first few treacherous weeks of the wilderness that is High School. They're French Immersion kids, well-behaved with great senses of humour, and I'm looking forward to actually teaching them for other teachers as the year goes on. My classes that I'm actually teaching these days are Family Living (two classes), Learning Strategies, and a Grade 9 Math. The last two are the ones I find the most challenging as I'm still trying to figure out the best way to reach them.

While I'm sitting here doing all of my preparations today, I might need to wear headphones, though. That drip-drip-drip into the ice cream container in Hubby's office could slowly drive me insane. (I think Piper's just glad she didn't get blamed for the puddle!)