I love my class. I got to move from third to fourth grade with about half of my students. I have a class of 17 - half of which are new to the group. We are six weeks into the year and I feel like it could still be the first week of school!
I love the parents of my kids...really, I do... I just don't need to talk with them every day... at the same time... about the same thing... over and over again. I love being available and accommodating but no matter how many times you ask, you child can't retake a test just because they didn't perform as you would have liked. I teach, we discuss, we interact, we explore, we review, we test. If they missed it, I'm so sorry but I'm not going to let them think it's okay not to work hard when you're supposed to because mommy and daddy can complain and get me a second chance. That's not real life.
I know they're only ten but when you set them up to have that mindset... it will follow them to their adulthood and jobs just do not work that way.
Some days I come home and tell my husband that I think my life is an SNL skit... so here is where I will be documenting the good, the bad, and the ugly moments of teacher-dome.
That’s all for now!
Mrs. Teacher
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