Right now I'm at school getting things ready for next week. I needed a break from working and this seemed like the funnest alternative. Funny how blogging becomes a break when I'm working, but it's work during the summer. Go figure.
I have a love/hate relationship with teaching.
I love the feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction I get when I'm doing something I know how to do and that I've done so much that I can actually do it well.
I hate having to be somewhere every morning at 8:15.
I love starting fresh every year with a new group of kids.
I hate having to get subplans together at 3:15 AM because I woke up with the flu. Why can't it be like other people's jobs? If they call in sick they can just call in sick. I have to call in sick, get subplans ready, find a substitute, and then clean up the aftermath when I get back.
I kind of love having every child in the school know my name.
I love getting my room together.
I love stacks of freshly made books, freshly sharpened pencils, new crayons, markers, and colored pencils, and full glue bottles. That means I'm ready.
I hate the feeling I have right before the kids come in on the first day. I don't like being nervous.
But I love the feeling that comes right after the bell rings and the kids start coming in.
I love the drive to and from school. 25 minutes each morning and afternoon to reflect, think and listen to music.
I hate driving that 25 minutes when it's snowing and the roads are icy and covered with snow.
I love love love the people I work with.
I hate that I won't have that association when I quit teaching.
I love teaching kids how to read.
I hate that I don't have enough time to prepare all the fun things I want to do with those kids.
Speaking of prepare...
I should get back to that.
11 years ago
4 comments:
Thank you for all you do for the kids! I love teachers!!
I bet you are an awesome teacher. I've never felt like I wanted to be a teacher, so I am especially grateful for people like you.
When I worked I was tired of having to be somewhere everyday at 6:30 am. (I am not a morning person and I only went in that early so I could work four tens and have Friday off.)
When I first became a stay at home mom I went a little crazy not having a schedule and not having somewhere to be.
Now I can't imagine having a schedule again, like when my little guy starts school next year.
Life. Always changing. Hopefully yours will be changing how you want soon, but I am certain you will really be missed as a teacher.
Ahhh, stacks of freshly sharpened pencils, new crayons, markers, and colored pencils, and full bottles of glue...sounds like the corner of my bedroom where the school supplies are OFF LIMITS until Sept. 8.
I imagine you are the coolest teacher at your school, and every kids wishes they were in your class. Because that's just how you are.
I bet I would have liked school if I had you as my teacher in 1st grade - that mean old Mrs. Davis - she wuz out to get me.
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