Emphasis on ALL in the title. Because honestly, I love most of my students. Like 99.5% of them.
Actually, since I’m saying this out loud let’s just speak openly here and admit that there are two that annoy me but I still like them. Ok, but that’s not the problem…
The problem is that there is one I absolutely cannot stand and I’m feeling a whole lot of guilty for it. *gasp* Ok, I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but I need to vent it. I have one student who I feel like shaking constantly. Literally. And since I teach Early Childhood Education (which includes a shaken baby syndrome lesson) this makes me feel extremely bad. Thankfully she is not a baby and I’ve only day-dreamed about shaking her and haven’t actually done it, yet. To gie you an idea we are three days into the semester and I’ve already written her a referral because she blatantly took a call on her cell phone in the middle of my class. I never write referrals by the way. This is the second one I’ve written this year and the previous one was to her, too (cell phone again).
But, seriously, I just went to that Conference in Orlando and heard the most inspirational teachers in the nation speak about how caring, loving, and respecting your students is number one and how academics is second, blah, blah, blah, and here I am silently day dreaming about cussing out one of my 16 year old students with an attitude, shaking her, and sending her out of my class indefinitely.
Not good. Someone talk me down from this ledge. I keep telling myself that she is just young and immature or whatever, but it’s not working. I’ve literally had to get the other teacher I co-teach with to handle her on some occasions because I am inches from losing it!! How terrible is that? What if this were your child and the teacher felt that way??
I think I need a Teen Intervention course…or a Teen Attitude Management class…or therapy or something.
On a lighter note, last week when I got my nails done there was the cutest little 4 year old who got a pedicure with her mom. I mean, she was super-duper adorable with long curly caramel colored hair and green eyes and olive skin. The nail tech asks her how old she is and she says:
“I’m 4. And after I’m 4 I’ll be 5. After 5 I’ll be 6. And then I’ll turn 7. And after I’m 7 I’ll be 8 and then after 8 I’ll be 9. When I turn 9 I’ll be 10 after that and then I get a cell phone. Right, Mommy?”
Mom: “Yes, honey.”
Little Girl: “Mommy, how old were you when you got your first cell phone?”
Mom: “Um, I was 24.”
LOL! The start of all my problems as a teacher now begins at age 10, apparently. Damn cell phones!!!