I knew I was having a bad day. I knew that I was just an outburst away from drawing blood and tears from the first student who really deserved it. So I made sure that all the kids knew it ahead of time because I appreciate knowing when people are in a bad mood. I figure if students would walk in and say, "Yo Shelton, my boyfriend is a prick, so I am going to sit in the back of the room and shoot daggers at you while you try and teach." I could at least steer clear of them when necessary. But students don't do that, actually I don't think anyone does. They expect you to just figure it out and fix it on your own without any warning. And if you can't or worse if you don't notice, THEY WILL SQUASH YOU LIKE A BUG!!!!
On the other hand, why do I bother. When you find out that after you have taught for 14 years and you are merely a sub par teacher what do you do? I want to move forward, but actually since there is no air conditioning I just can't put together a coherent thought. So tomorrow, I will be in shorts, they will be working on a lab and ultimately I don't really care what they learn. Either way its not going to be on the test and I am going to get paid anyway.
It's just the principle of the thing. How can I simply walk forward knowing that regardless of what I do, I will never be classified as more than a below average teacher. It just is crazy for a guy like me.
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