I’ve always been one to wear my moods on my sleeve, no matter what that mood may be – and this is especially true after a few drinks. But it’s crazy just how my moods can change based on what happens in class on a given day.
If a struggling student masters a key point on that day’s assessment, I can be ecstatic, so bubbly that my sobriety is called into question. If the quietest kid in the class asks a great and insightful question or volunteers to read that day’s passage, I get positively giddy. My kids’ successes are my successes, and it shows.
But unfortunately, the opposite is true to. If I’m having a rough day, and perhaps the kids don’t do as well on the assessment or maybe I have to give out a ton of consequences, it shows. I know I can’t take it personally; I know that being a teacher is just one aspect of my personality, and everyone has ups and downs, but this is definitely one aspect of the job on which I certainly struggle.
peace and love from the grand canyon state,
pb
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