Little Ones VS Typical People

I miss the life. The life of being human. Yes, technically, I am human...but not human as you, a typical person, would describe human. The ones that would decide to categorize me as human or robot are little ones. Little ones with creative minds that see the world through their video games and fantasy books. Little ones that eat candy, don't mind gum in their hair and love holes in their jeans. Little ones that write on their clothes to fit in and ask questions just to hear themselves talk. I miss being human as described by a "typical person" not by these little ones.

These little ones think, that me, because I am the teacher, live at school. As soon as the bell rings, I push a magical button and this house is magically built around me because apparently I never leave. The reason I say this is because when I am seen outside of the classroom...it's "Oh, MRS....OH...WOW! HI! MOM, IT's MRS...!" and the mom usually glares my direction OR shakes my hand and introduces herself. Lately, it's been the glare. LOL! (:

I miss being human because when I was human I was able to take the trash out in my sock monkey pajama shorts and an old high school t-shirt. Now, if I take the trash out in that kind of outfit (which I did tonight and it prompted this blog) I get a look like, "And you're teaching my kid...?" Yes! I am teaching your kid! Yes, I need to be comfortable too! Yes, I didn't plan on this, but this is the way that it worked out...soo...temporarily shove it until you can meet up with one of your gossip buddies to discuss my latest escapade... Right? *Rolls eyes and sighs*

As I think about it...I don't think I would mind being categorized as a "robot" or "whatever else" they may call me. In fact, I may stick with those descriptions, because, those little ones will not care if I take the trash out in my sock monkey jamma shorts-in fact, they will think it's cool (and probably ask where I bought them), they will think that singing the "Geometry Song" is awesome and not nerdy, AND, they think it's cool when they get gifts--even if it's a corny eraser.

I like these little ones and frankly, I can't wait until next year. It's the "typical people" that I am actually nervous and worried about....