Monday, February 25, 2008
Stressing Out
I'm really stressed. I'm in the middle of two huge projects for work, college classes, and a few other things. I feel as if I may have an anxiety attack. I fear that I will fail my class due to never having enough time and not turning pretty much anything in. I'm so afraid. I can't sleep. I'm having nightmares. I can't get myself to be productive when it comes to the class. I'm just so overwhelmed and I can't take it anymore. Please let me pass...
Monday, February 11, 2008
Gang issues
A bunch of Bloods showed up at my door asking about another student. My class wasn't even in session yet; I just have that class the next block so I was setting up beforehand.
I'm getting really tired of all of the graffiti and such. I have kids flagging who didn't flag before and it's because no one forces them to stop. Everyone seems to be afraid of them. I haven't made up my mind about whether or not I'm going to stay another year. There are kids that I adore, but nothing ever gets done. None of the rules are enforced because parents come in and complain and claim that their children are angels and how dare we take something from them. Consistency would be nice.
I'm getting really tired of all of the graffiti and such. I have kids flagging who didn't flag before and it's because no one forces them to stop. Everyone seems to be afraid of them. I haven't made up my mind about whether or not I'm going to stay another year. There are kids that I adore, but nothing ever gets done. None of the rules are enforced because parents come in and complain and claim that their children are angels and how dare we take something from them. Consistency would be nice.
Labels:
annoyance,
consistency,
frustration,
gangs
Monday, January 28, 2008
First post
So here is my first post. I'm a high school literature teacher. I teach in what my students call "da hood." My classroom is constantly defaced with gang graffiti, kids wait outside my door to jump students, there are food fights and brawls often, kids show up with weapons, and kids disappear for days at a time. Yet through all of this there are kids that always make me smile, that make the room brighter, who are always there to tell me that I'm doing a great job and that they're learning, and who continually remind themselves and the others around them that school should be a safe place for learning and forming bonds that could last a life time.
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