My Duty Stinks

First day of school with the kids yesterday.  The kids were coming to the Middle School for the first time.  Three elementary schools merge into our school and for the first year any parent that has a student attending a non-AYP school can send their child to an AYP school, which is us.
Being a new teacher to the school, along with three other brand new teachers to the profession, I was given bus duty. 
Have you been outside in America lately? 
How about in Georgia?  In the parking lot?
So….it’s the first day of school and the major NFL camp literally across the road is having a free publicity day.  Spectators were parked in our bus loop, parents had the road jammed picking their kiddies up and fans were trying to get in and out of the football training camp.  Accordingly the duty took longer then usual.
I walked to the bus ramp at 3:30 and left at 4:30.  I had been dressed nice for the first day of school.  I swear I seriously thought about taking of my bra.  It was soaked along with everything else of course. 
When I finally got into the car to drive home (fun because of all the traffic) the thermometer read 103* after I was driving at a pretty good clip.

I have to do something about “Bus Duty” before I die next week.

The kids bussing in from other schools also gave me the queems.  I wonder if this is what the original desegregation looked like (minus the pro-team across the street)?