Proud
Today I had a good lesson with a very difficult class. This is just about the best thing that can happen to you when you are a teacher.
Before the lesson, when you know how they are going to challenge you, your stomach wraps up in knots and you prepare yourself for total war. Almost you can feel yourself getting knotted and tighter and hurty. But today. my knots started to unravel because the class were lovely and loud and messy and wanted to work hard, and to show me what they had done. I have things to put on the walls from them. Things they are proud of.
When I left the class I thought to myself about how I was really winning, and how hard I have worked to get to this stage.*
Then I read Em's blog and that got me into even more of a reflective mood. I don't have to work hard, I am lucky enough to be able to survive pretty well on a part-time-pansy office job if I wanted to because of my background. Instead, everyday I get up and transform myslef into Miss. Everyday I inspire and laugh and mark and encourage and work my fucking ass off. And you know what? I'm very very proud of myself...
...and next week - if I fall - then at least I can read back on this certain in the knowledge that I can really really do this!!
* I then found out that one of my poppy sellers had been charging extra on the promise that they would get a kiss from me, but as he did quite good business I decided (once I'd finished laughing) to let it slide.
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(4.11.05 11:03) well exactly, miss. and look i'm giving you a bloody sweetie as if you don't have enough already. (sometimes some of 'my' students call me miss. it makes me laugh every time - i couldn't manage a whole classful!) |
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(4.11.05 11:27) it must be good to have that feeling |
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(4.11.05 11:36) Yay you! |
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(4.11.05 11:47) Nice one Daise! You sound an ace teacher! I did a hard days work the other week, and got that proud feeling too, sadly, I made the wrong choice and decided it didn't feel as good as my pillow... x |
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(4.11.05 15:15) Everyday I get up and manage to transform myself into someone who knows lots about foods that are bad for us. Before I took this job, a rather ethically minded friend of mine (who turned down a job at Pizza Hut), asked me how I could knowingly promote products that were bad for people's health. Strangely, I don't have a problem with it... if people want to kill themselves through eating so much, that's their choice. At least my company try and educate people on healthy eating as well. Sorry - there was a "Well done" and have a warm and fuzzy sweet in their somewhere... |
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(4.11.05 22:28) I think that teachers today have really got their work cut out, so I am glad you are getting some satisfaction out of your job, as so many feel disheartened. Well done. :0) Butterfly x |
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(7.11.05 16:09) I look back on my life and a handful of teachers had tremendous impact on me. In my sixth grade science class I had an Miss Chitwood, who was funny, smart, attractive and had so much enthusiasm for her subject that she ignited in me a passion for Nature that I had never had before. I had a wonderful History teacher in 11th Grade named Mr. Thomas, who made European History become alive for me and left wanting more every single day. I invited him to my wedding and he drove 6 hours to come to it! You are a blessing to your students. Keep up the good work! You deserve much praise and celebrations for what you do. But alas all I have is sweeties. Have one during your planning session on me! |