We managed to finally get back to Our Happy Little Portable after about the fifth time the district AC guys came down and FINALLY fixed our AC. They also finally fixed the AC in the core part of the building. Not sure what the hold up was (I have my suspicions but I will be nice) but it's nice that it's finally done.
And I didn't even get the stupid mobile hung up yet.
In any case, I've been busier than I expected with seventh graders. Oddly, I haven't had a single 8th grader yet (and the 8th grade teachers are exclaiming with much joy about how awesome this group of 8th graders is which is beyond strange considering their horrible behavior as 7th graders). And I have one 6th grader which, considering how they are clamping down on the Sixth Grade Class From the Very Depths of Hell Itself, is not surprising. They aren't giving them much time to get in trouble.
Seventh grade however, is in rare form.
I have had not one, not two, but three pairs of boys who apparently can't behave at lunch and try to start fights with each other. So it's a juggling act remembering who can't be by who and who got in a fight with who and so forth. But being boys, after about a day or two they're okay with each other. If it were girls, that would be another story. But still, apparently there's something going on with seventh grade lunch, and in particular, with this team of kids. Mr. Math has his hands full with this bunch because all of them have come from his team.
And they're a high maintenance, squirmy, bunch, and shock of shocks, I know most of them because they landed with me in sixth grade.
I have them with me through Monday. And then they'll be off, back to their classes. But I have a feeling I'll be seeing all of them again. Soon.