Ah, the final day before Thanksgiving. It's only a half day here at the school, which I've no complaints about. I think I'm going to help Wen do some painting at her school after class lets out this afternoon.
Had a long chat with the director of the school yesterday. Basically she asked me if I was still even interested in teaching, given that I've seemed less than enthusiastic lately. And while it was a valid question, I'm still a little hurt by the way she phrased it. There were probably several better ways for her to have phrased the question. I mean, she could have just asked if I thought I was doing okay or if there was anything she could do to help make my job easier or less frustrating. You'd think a woman who is concerned with making sure we treat these kids with respect and don't bruise their fragile egos would be more tactful, but that's surely beside the point.
Honestly, her question was valid. I've been struggling with a couple of my classes and feeling rather disengaged. I'm trying to get back into the swing of things, and the reintegrated English 8 class has gone a long way to lowering my frustration level. We'll just have to see how it goes from here.
Well, duty calls, and it looks like the bitch is calling collect.
~chuck
Song of the Moment: Eric Clapton, "The Core"
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
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Apropos her question: public school teaching has one of the largest number of people who quit the field within their first year out of all the professions known, and that includes nursing/the medical field.
remember, the only difference between the morons there and the morons you had to put up with here is that you'll probably go to jail if you slap them.
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