Good. Fine.

I hate getting observed. I can teach in front of 100 rug rats, but put another adult in the room and I'm a mess.
I got observed today. It wasn't a real observation, they weren't there to observe me, they were there to watch the lesson that we all wrote. I wasn't getting graded on anything. It still made me nervous. It felt like every word out of my mouth was the wrong one. I kept metally slapping myself in the head, asking "why did you just say that, it makes no sense whatsoever?".
Later I went to hunt down each teacher and ask how I did. Everything went fine, everything was good. Don't they know I need specifics? I need to know exactly what was good, what was bad, and then we should dissect and analyze it for the next three hours. But no. I get "good" and "fine".

I had a kid in near panic today. He had a message for me to go to the office, but I had already stopped in there to get the message before talking to him. I just looked at him and said, "nope, I'm not going". He got very insistent and I just kept shaking my head, telling him I wouldn't go. He was not a happy camper and I probably should have told him I already got the message, not to worry, but I got distracted and never told him. He'll be ok though. This is good practice to get him ready for middle school.