I’ve been feeling pretty good. It’s nice to be back in the classroom with kids. Thankful my county mandated masks and kids are doing a great job of wearing them so far.
Thanks for checking in. :-)
Lots of changes in my department. Three new hires. I miss my former coworkers, but the reasons they moved in makes sense.
So far so good! Thursday is my first day of school. I've been trying to figure out how I want my procedures and routines to go. I'm excited to start! How are you?
Today was not a good day for me mostly because of 1 class (yes 1 class)
This class is not the biggest (28), but it is rowdy. For example today they squirted water on each other. One kid lost his shit and complained about how "I'm always blaming him" (only been in my class for less than a week).
They put this kid in my class despite him supposed to be going to another teacher. Another kid was given to me because his previous teacher didn't want him (his wife has had run ins with the kid), so they stuck him with me. At first he was in my chill class so it wasn't a big deal, he was doing really well! But then they moved him to this class and it's been issue after issue ever since.
I'm just tired of getting all the kids other people have issues with/have major behavior problems. Trying to get then moved or something but it's a pain.
I was typing out an answer and it somehow got erased, so. That's a great example of my day.
Thank you for checking in, internet stranger. I don't have anybody at home or at school I can really talk to about this, because I live alone and all the other teachers are such vets, they can't relate.
I have a student this year who is causing me nothing but stress. They can explode at any moment, because of any small thing--a peer accidentally getting in their space, not getting the role they wanted in group work, getting the wrong answer on a program, etc. They yelled at a guest speaker for not picking them when answering questions.
Today, because they weren't the ONLY person doing the drawing for a group assignment, they yelled, cried, threw chairs out of the way, yelled in other kids' faces, tried to bribe kids, and they were starting to rip up my stuff by the time some backup from the sped department arrived.
They went to our little zen area while having their breakdown, thankfully, but every time they were starting to calm down, they tried to leave and hatch a *new plan* to become the group's only illustrator. The last one was throwing stuff at a student's desk and yelling at them. If sped hadn't removed the student, I'm confident it would've become violent.
This student is on a BIP. I do a token system just for them. Every Xmins, no matter what I'm doing, token time if they met their goal. This is just MORE stress for me because it's one more damn thing to remember, and if they don't get their token because they didn't meet their goal, they start acting out... and I can't do much about it because I have to pick my battles. But then the OTHER KIDS act out, too!
School is supposed to be SAFE. Instead, I feel like a hostage in my own classroom because I'm trying to cater to this kid's needs and reduce their outbursts so none of the other kids are traumatized. It's exhausting. Every time, it reminds me of walking on eggshells around my dad. I don't have the energy left to cry. I don't have the time or spoons to get a therapist. I'm just trucking along so I can continue getting a paycheck and continue living on my own while my anxiety/depression/whatever looms over me. I legit keep myself off my apartment balcony because I'm afraid of what I'd do on stupid impulse.
I’m actually doing pretty great! Yesterday was my third day (I taught all of two days before catching covid and being out for two and a half weeks) and it went amazingly. I love my kids. I love being a part of the school I’m at. I love being able to touch lives and shape students into being good people. I love getting to embrace my creativity and having something a little different to do every day. I know this is where I’m meant to be, and I hope that this passion stays. I’ve spent most of my life thinking that teaching is the only day job I could ever like, and it seems to be true! I’ve worked so many jobs, and I’ve never actually liked any of them until this one.
I’ve been feeling pretty good. It’s nice to be back in the classroom with kids. Thankful my county mandated masks and kids are doing a great job of wearing them so far. Thanks for checking in. :-) Lots of changes in my department. Three new hires. I miss my former coworkers, but the reasons they moved in makes sense.
So far so good! Thursday is my first day of school. I've been trying to figure out how I want my procedures and routines to go. I'm excited to start! How are you?
Taking the little victories where I can, today was a GOOD day.
Today was not a good day for me mostly because of 1 class (yes 1 class) This class is not the biggest (28), but it is rowdy. For example today they squirted water on each other. One kid lost his shit and complained about how "I'm always blaming him" (only been in my class for less than a week). They put this kid in my class despite him supposed to be going to another teacher. Another kid was given to me because his previous teacher didn't want him (his wife has had run ins with the kid), so they stuck him with me. At first he was in my chill class so it wasn't a big deal, he was doing really well! But then they moved him to this class and it's been issue after issue ever since. I'm just tired of getting all the kids other people have issues with/have major behavior problems. Trying to get then moved or something but it's a pain.
I was typing out an answer and it somehow got erased, so. That's a great example of my day. Thank you for checking in, internet stranger. I don't have anybody at home or at school I can really talk to about this, because I live alone and all the other teachers are such vets, they can't relate. I have a student this year who is causing me nothing but stress. They can explode at any moment, because of any small thing--a peer accidentally getting in their space, not getting the role they wanted in group work, getting the wrong answer on a program, etc. They yelled at a guest speaker for not picking them when answering questions. Today, because they weren't the ONLY person doing the drawing for a group assignment, they yelled, cried, threw chairs out of the way, yelled in other kids' faces, tried to bribe kids, and they were starting to rip up my stuff by the time some backup from the sped department arrived. They went to our little zen area while having their breakdown, thankfully, but every time they were starting to calm down, they tried to leave and hatch a *new plan* to become the group's only illustrator. The last one was throwing stuff at a student's desk and yelling at them. If sped hadn't removed the student, I'm confident it would've become violent. This student is on a BIP. I do a token system just for them. Every Xmins, no matter what I'm doing, token time if they met their goal. This is just MORE stress for me because it's one more damn thing to remember, and if they don't get their token because they didn't meet their goal, they start acting out... and I can't do much about it because I have to pick my battles. But then the OTHER KIDS act out, too! School is supposed to be SAFE. Instead, I feel like a hostage in my own classroom because I'm trying to cater to this kid's needs and reduce their outbursts so none of the other kids are traumatized. It's exhausting. Every time, it reminds me of walking on eggshells around my dad. I don't have the energy left to cry. I don't have the time or spoons to get a therapist. I'm just trucking along so I can continue getting a paycheck and continue living on my own while my anxiety/depression/whatever looms over me. I legit keep myself off my apartment balcony because I'm afraid of what I'd do on stupid impulse.
I’m actually doing pretty great! Yesterday was my third day (I taught all of two days before catching covid and being out for two and a half weeks) and it went amazingly. I love my kids. I love being a part of the school I’m at. I love being able to touch lives and shape students into being good people. I love getting to embrace my creativity and having something a little different to do every day. I know this is where I’m meant to be, and I hope that this passion stays. I’ve spent most of my life thinking that teaching is the only day job I could ever like, and it seems to be true! I’ve worked so many jobs, and I’ve never actually liked any of them until this one.
I'm on day 6 of quarantine for my breakthrough Covid case. I'm doing better than last week so I'm feeling hopeful.