This was a challenging week and the fact that a bunch of politicians just told all of the women in this country that there is no punishment for hysterical, unstable men is just the cherry on the cake.
I have a headache. This isn’t news nor is the fact that everytime I have a headache I have to ask myself a series of questions to ascertain what kind of headache it is and if I will soon lapse into less than sentient state.
I had a headache yesterday; I left school early. School has been such a struggle for me this week that I am seriously wondering if I can do what is asked of me.
The group of students I have this year are the first generation of children who have never known life without a touch screen. It’s interesting and there are portions of my day that I can only cope by pretending that I am an anthropolgist studying a new tribe of cheeto eating beasts with short attention spans.
Week before last I got to the point where I can anticipate the bumps in my particular educational road and veer around and keep everything on the rails.
Then last week happened and I am faced with a challenge that I don’t know if I can handle. The challenge is something that originally made me feel bitter and resentful and now I’m just sad. I can’t get into it too specifically right now, but I was feeling so much better when I saw my summative evaluation from last year: Could benefit from better organization, but students feel safe and happy in this learning environment.
I don’t feel like I’m capable right now. Yesterday we were working on a project designing a t-shirt for a person or organization that works for the greater good- One of my students wrote this on the example I had projected on the screen
I was touched, especially since this was created by two incredibly disruptive students.
I’m trying kids, I’m trying.