pamelonian

I really dislike feeling like my students are the enemy, but some of them are hindering my ability to do my job and I am resentful. I guess I have been too tolerant up until this point and it is coming back to bite my butt. It seems whenever we teachers try to be "nice," we soon regret it. I hate having this attitude. I really need a break from school. So do the kids. I think we are all sick of each other. The problem with Spring Break (next week for us, thankfully) is that the kids never really come back. Their minds are already on summer for the final quarter of the school year. I try to discipline my mind to remain in the present, because looking ahead can bring sorrow and rob me of my enjoyment of now. It is not easy, though, when now sucks. I know that teenagers will have a difficult time disciplining their minds, as well.

Here's how today started: (Back story- I don't have my own classroom; I move from room to room just like the students.) First period, a girl was playing around on her way in to beat the bell and she crashed into the teacher's filing cabinet (the teacher whose room we use for that class). The crash knocked damn near everything off the top breaking 2 of her picture frames. I gathered them up, handed them to the kid, and sent her down to the teacher's lounge to explain to the owner what happened. I just took several deep breaths and wrote the hall pass.

After that commotion I had to start class.

I have to admit that the last time I had a school year like this was when Moosie died and now I am dealing with grief again caring for Jones. It can really color a person's world and emotional stability.