It's almost hard to believe that I should be excited about this job. The pay is terrible, the commute long, and the subjects either beyond or just at the edge of my expertise; yet here I am, sitting in MY classroom, typing on MY computer (I even get to take it home!), and feeling like I've actually got some ownership over something for a change. I've even been given the online gradebook login for the teacher so I can manage attendance and grades. It's almost like being a real teacher again!
The day was not difficult, if long. I'm not used to block schedules, though that's basically what I had back when I taught in Nebo district. The kids are good. I enjoy seventh grade, but tomorrow is eighth, and I'v got long-standing reservation about eighth.
Fingers crossed.
In the meantime, it's time to close up shop. In one or two moments, I will take MY KEY for MY CLASSROOM out of my pocket, lock up, walk the halls out to the front, then to my car, and home.
On a side note, everything out here is so NEW: this laptop is new, the school is new (this is its first year), the road I took to get here has been open on one or two months, all the teachers are new....
Cool.
Awesome. Good luck!
ReplyDelete8th grade is the year I turned into a maniac, a process that would not conclude until I was almost kicked out of school the subsequent year. But I suppose that's not comforting. Remember, iron fist. They can't be that much worse than my class the last year that had a tendency to devolve into the back of the room thinking that all the world was a stage for their loud conversations. LOL Nothing you haven't licked before.
Ugh!
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