For some reason, my buddy really wants me to keep a journal and write a book about teaching. This blog is a great indicator that I never will, but I'm inspired enough to write now.
Here is the kind of teacher I am.
When he asked me (through text), "Are you teaching at your same school again next year?"
I texted," I am. Probably my last year teaching. I hate teaching."
"If I didn't have to support us (myself, wife, and daughter) and pay day care, I'd quit again."
Add more texts.
My school is a mess. It's probably the worse school I have worked, including subbing, internships, practicums, etc. I have a ton of issues, and very little positives.
I did connect with a few students. I'll try to share those experiences too.
But mostly I left school each day frustrated and annoyed. And went to school each day thinking about wanting to work somewhere else.
I really would rather work at Trader Joe's. I value their company philosophy. And I want to go to work, do my duty, come home, and not think about work. I want my free time to be free of stress. That is the greatest curse of teaching. I almost never bring my work home, but I can't escape school. I dream about school and students. Students haunt me with their negative behaviors and my negative responses.
Some future writing points. Allie G the failed passed athlete. BDR Big Dickhead Racist, my worst student. Fa & Fa two female students that I did very little for, but they seemed to really like me. T-Bone, childish and an absolute terror from what other teachers said, but he respected me. The failed student Dee. The angry student U.
Even now, there is mostly good memories
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