They're gonna hate me forever....
I saw a kid that was in my class (and horrible) 5 years ago, yesterday while I was at the movies with my brother. He remembers me as being mean, go figure. He remembers being sent to the office a lot, but I think he's forgetting that I gave him lots of second chances before I ever did. And possibly, he's attributing all of his office visits throughout middle school to me, when I only sent him a couple of times in the one year I knew him.
My brother says that some day they'll understand why I (acted like a teacher) when they were in my class. *sigh* But in the meantime, they're all telling thousands of people what an absolute bitch I am all the time, and I never get a chance to defend myself for simply doing my job.
Their perception is that they should be in a class where the teacher lets them do whatever they want, and that's a "nice" teacher. They like "nice" teachers. They hate "mean" teachers, and that simply means that I'm trying to teach them and not let them run all over me in the process. They disrupt class, and the other kids can't pick up on what I'm trying to teach them.
I'm really beginning to think that there is far too much of a self-esteem connection existing between me and my job, and that's not helping me any as a person.
I dunno. Maybe if there was actually more to me than someone who goes to work, comes home, and then goes back to work, I'd be a happier person. But work is all there is for me and it is completely unsatisfying.
Well, now that I've gotten it off my chest, maybe I can concentrate on that deadline that I have to meet today. I'm at Java again (not for the most obvious reason - he left right after I got here, almost at a run, ha ha) because home is full of distractions.
I want to go back to bed, Quincy wants me to play tug with him and his squirrel, the freaking Art Institute is calling every hour on the hour, the fact that the house is a complete wreck is distracting me.... I just can't get it together to work at home right now. (and I needed some caffeine) Since I need the computer as a prop while I'm here, I'm more likely to do something productive, right? Right? Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
My brother says that some day they'll understand why I (acted like a teacher) when they were in my class. *sigh* But in the meantime, they're all telling thousands of people what an absolute bitch I am all the time, and I never get a chance to defend myself for simply doing my job.
Their perception is that they should be in a class where the teacher lets them do whatever they want, and that's a "nice" teacher. They like "nice" teachers. They hate "mean" teachers, and that simply means that I'm trying to teach them and not let them run all over me in the process. They disrupt class, and the other kids can't pick up on what I'm trying to teach them.
I'm really beginning to think that there is far too much of a self-esteem connection existing between me and my job, and that's not helping me any as a person.
I dunno. Maybe if there was actually more to me than someone who goes to work, comes home, and then goes back to work, I'd be a happier person. But work is all there is for me and it is completely unsatisfying.
Well, now that I've gotten it off my chest, maybe I can concentrate on that deadline that I have to meet today. I'm at Java again (not for the most obvious reason - he left right after I got here, almost at a run, ha ha) because home is full of distractions.
I want to go back to bed, Quincy wants me to play tug with him and his squirrel, the freaking Art Institute is calling every hour on the hour, the fact that the house is a complete wreck is distracting me.... I just can't get it together to work at home right now. (and I needed some caffeine) Since I need the computer as a prop while I'm here, I'm more likely to do something productive, right? Right? Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
posted by Me at 2:04 PM
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