I had such a bad day yesterday. Let me back up to last Friday, and tell you what I do last period of the school day.

I do something called "peer tutoring". I go into the help center at school where kids that are kicked out of class, or need extra help, get sent. Also the handicapped kids go kick it in there sometimes (draw, play on the computers). I have a favourite and his name is Isaak, but I'll get to that in a bit.

On Friday I was in the help center, and one of the teachers that works with some of the handicapped kids was in there, she didn't know I was a peer tutor. Let's call her Mrs. Stupid. The teacher who runs the help center is (let's say) Mrs. Teach. Erik's mom doesn't have a class last period, and sometimes when I get Rowan early we go visit her, and she will keep her there with her while I go get all Rowan's bottles, clothes, food dishes, and her stroller from the daycare. Then I go to my locker and get my textbooks and binders, and then I go back and get Rowan. I don't take Rowan out of the daycare and leave her with Theresa. Well anyways. The bell rang and Mrs. Teach tells some bad kids in the help center that they are not allowed to leave, for some reason. To clean up their mess, or something. I say "is it okay if I leave". I'm not a bad kid, I go there and HELP. She says "of course, go get Rowan". Mrs. Stupid (who doesn't know me, or my name, has never talked to me, is stupid) says "no she can't she just gets her and gives her to grandma". NOT TRUE, and this lady has no authority over me, she is not my teacher. Mrs. Teach, who likes me, turns to her and says "she does not do that. I said she can go", and "Tanya go". I go. I'm really mad because this lady has no right to say anything about me, and it is extremely unprofessional.

I complain to my best friend, and I complain to Nathan, but I get over it.

I come to school yesterday and I'm walking down the hall with Rowan to take her to daycare and Mrs. Stupid is walking with one of her special needs students, and says to him "look Banks, it's a baby with a baby". She looks at me so coldly. She had no reason to hate me, I've never had any kind of interaction with her. I think the reason she was so bitter is because Mrs. Teach and her had a power struggle, in which Mrs. Teach defended me. That is my guess. I just look at her and keep walking, and she says again "a baby with a baby".

I'm pretty irritated, but of course, no response from me. I go into the foods class where Erik's mom and another teacher I really like do their classes. I tell the other teacher about what happened Friday and that day, and she gets pretty upset. Says Mrs. Stupid has no right to talk to me like that, and that it is inappropriate conduct. Erik's mom already doesn't like that teacher, and she is pretty irritated too. The other teacher goes to the guy in the school that deals with teachers conduct and files a complaint on my behalf. Mrs. Teach gets asked about it, in which case she backs me up and says yes that is what happened. The guy dealing with Mrs. Stupid asks me if I want to come with him when Mrs. Stupid is confronted, I say he can do it on his own.

That is it for that story.

I am in the help center last period yesterday. There is this little chubby kid with a really stupid looking face. He just acts and talks like trash, and he's annoying. He asks me for help with his work, I help. Someone comes in from Erik's mom’s class to tell me Erik's mom is asking to take Rowan out from the daycare a little early, I say that's fine. This little ugly kid says to me "you have a baby?" I say yes. He goes on to make some really ignorant comments, which I just ignore. He tells me Rowan lives with Erik's mom. I say, she doesn't. He says he lives down the street from her and he's seen Rowan at her house. I say, "I think I know where my kid lives". He says, "You don't even take care of your own kid". The kid beside him tells him to shut up. He says, "Do you even feed it?" I tell him to medical answer off, I get up and say, "Do your own word fatty" and I walk away. He then yells at me that I'm filth : ) and a bad mother, and some other things.

I'm irritated and want to punch the kid in his ugly face. I don't say much more though because I know people will deal with him for me, and that way I don't jeopardize my credit, or get in trouble in anyway. I've never had someone talk to me like that. I go home. I ring the bell because I forgot my keys. Nathan comes out to let Rowan and me into the building. He forgets his apartment key inside, we get to our door, and we are locked out. We sit on the stairs and I tell him about the teacher, he gets mad, and I tell him about the boy, and he gets even madder. He offers to kick his ass, I say that is okay that it’s being dealt with. He watches Rowan while I go down the street to ask to use someone's phone (no one in my apartment building answered when I knocked!). I go to a house and I knock and someone answers the door. This is where I'm confused. The people that live there are deaf, how did they hear me knock? Anyways, the point is she answers the door, and signals at me to talk slower, and reads my lips and signals me in and shows me to her phone. They are all very friendly and wave and offer encouraging smiles. I feel glad to be in the presence of some kind people, finally. I call our spare key holder; they drive over and let us in.

The best part of the day. The same period with the run in with that jerk kid I was sitting taking some notes from my text book and Isaak comes and sits beside me and asks me what I'm doing. I tell him, and ask him if he wants to help me. I give him some paper from my binder and a pen. He writes his name on the paper and draws two smiley faces (I'll take a picture of the drawing for you guys later). I ask him who they are and he tells me they him and me. He's my favourite special needs kid, he is so sweet. He draws me a picture of a cat and writes "cat". He tells me cats are his favourite animals, but he likes dogs too. He asks me if I have a dog or cat. I say no. I draw him a really quick picture of him, and me and he's so happy. He tells me he's going to put it on his wall.

Okay fast forward to after Nathan and me get to our apartment. I'm sitting on the bed in our bedroom crying, because the day kicked my butt. And I take out Isaaks picture and I cry harder, because even though people kept treating me like I'm "filth" and a baby machine, this kid was just plain good, and kind, and to him and the death lady down the street I was someone valuable enough to treat so kindly. I hate the human race, but I seriously loved the neighbour lady and Isaak so much right at that moment for actually being decent human beings...

I'm sorry about my long pointless story. I just felt really let down by humans, yet these people who get fun poked at them, and treated like lesser people in society, were so great to me.

Last night Nathan and me drew a cartoon. It's of Isaak and he's a super heroe with a cat for a side kick. It's awesome and really bright and today after I colour it I'm giving it to him, and I'm so excited. He's so great.