So as a teacher you have those days...
You have those days that make you wonder if you are doing the right thing. You have those days that you want to curl into a ball and stay there for all time. You wonder if what you picked for a profession was the correct thing.
Okay, maybe I am alone in my wonderment.
I have a feeling I am not.
This last week has been one of those weeks. My dream since I could command a room was to teach. Could I have been incorrect? Am I doing something wrong?
I have a new group of middle schoolers that I will start teaching on Tuesday. Will I teach them the correct common core standards, how about any standard? Heck! Will I teach them anything?
I wade through all of the stuff that is needed to be done even before I can attempt to look at my curriculum and slightly have a nervous break down. I managed to get through Unit 2. Tomorrow I need to do homework for a masters class and finish the rest of the semester.
Okay full on nervous breakdown...
Do I hate teaching? No. Do not misunderstand what is happening here, I am totally just questioning my existence. Ha. Could it be I had a bad day, absolutely!? Mid-life crisis, probably. My daughter going off to college. More than likely. I woke up and wanted to go back to bed, the list goes on...I am sure though it boils down to one thing...
Where did summer go?
