I'm feeling oddly great after a day with a few ups and downs. I have become so irritated with one particular class that I've decided that I will just start my final graduate research project using this particular group of characters. I am looking forward to a brand new style of teaching that will, hopefully, address the wide range of needs with this group of talkative, disrespectful, annoying, overly active ninth grade students.
Students, both male and female, used to be able to sit in chairs and learn. What happened? Why do I do this for a living? I could have gone into advertising or photography or music or science. Maybe I should leave teaching for something that would allow me to work with adults. I know there are problems everywhere, but I am so tired of dealing with bad parenting meets the high school classroom scenarios.
I went grocery shopping (I bought Blue Moon ice cream!!!). I saw my cousin Corey working the cash register, but I didn't say hello. I figured he probably needed to focus on the huge line of people. I had a rickety cart, too, which made it difficult to maneuver back to where he was. I just pressed on and tried to enjoy my drive home.
