No one ever tells you that the week before an extended break is going to be the worst week. So far since last Friday I've had 2 almost-fights in my room, 4 lunch detentions, I've had to tattle out one of my students who has been coming to school high, many tears and upset kids in my class, and on top of all of this I am having my formal observation tomorrow by my principal. yikes.
I have so much emotional investment in my students and I have been doing all I can for them in my days at Noel and my nights at home.. I love them but it is very frustrating when they continuously disappoint me in their behavior and their actions outside of school. I wish I could help them out in so many more ways, but all I can do is help them when they are at school. I want to help them make better decisions, help them realize that they DO matter and that they will be successful. Often I feel like a broken record in the words I say to them and I don't think that they understand how much I care about them and how much I believe in them. They probably don't. But I know that I get up every day and go to that school because I don't think it is hopeless. Even though it often feels that way, I don't sincerely think it is. And some time, some day, this will all give me something in return.
Peace and tired bones,
C
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