It's good I am not a parent or teaching a class of 38 like yesterday that throw things at me and swear with impunity. I know I did too but they get me to the point of yelling which is when they and I know Ive lost it and need help keeping it together. I know it's normal for these teenagers to question everything and refuse to do things but it drives me crazy. After the 4th time explaining the assignment that is on the board I want to scream and walk out.
If I could have identifies the creature that called me a fucking bitch he would be out of there. As it is I sent 2 kids to the office. One came back. Security came in 3 times and the principal and I assume the vice principal came in once. Apparently their normal teacher doesn't have any problems. I wouldn't either if I had then [lay for 5 hrs. It's only that I had them reading and writing and doing vocab. that there was a problem. I expected them to do the work. My error. I even gave them a pop quiz.
I'm glad noone called today. Or they called today but only to tell me I had gotten the wrong form and I needed to come in and fill out another. I didn't get any on Tuesday.
Tomorrow I won't go either because I want to go to the farmers market. I'm out of fruit and veggies and I missed the small one trying to babysit the class from hell.
I'd slit my throat or quit before I would subject myself to that every day. At least subbing I can choose.
13 years ago
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