I've had a frazzly day... Is that even a word? Nothing else could adequately describe how hectic today's been, though, or what my hair looks like at the end of it all.
My fourth period class keeps growing every day. I had to come up with two desks during class to accomodate the students I keep acquiring. And not only is the class full, but it's full of attitude and learning disabilities. Bad combination, and one that leaves me feeling like a bad teacher at the end of the period. Believe me, when my sunshine and smiles wear out and I have to keep someone after class, I feel worse than the kids. I'm a sucker. What can I say?
So at the end of the day, when all the students have left and all I can hear is the noise of the air conditioning (yes, for some reason my classroom is refrigerated year-round), I sat down to write this blog. And in the midst of my whining, I looked up at my white board, where a student had written "T loves you." Awwwww. That's right, I remember. I do love my students. Every last attitude and flaw, every last sweet smile and pair of eyes that light up when they finally get it.
Okay, I'll come back tomorrow.