I have GAD, or Generalized Anxiety Disorder. I literally get worried sick. My students help me keep it together, though. They're far too important to let life's little bothers get in the way of their successes. Angsty as can be, they're the light of my life and my reason for getting up in the morning to face what sometimes feels like impending doom.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Find me an overly behaved child and I'll stop
I'm so sick of my supervising teacher telling me that I need to lower my expectations of my students. Not educationally. I set realistic goals for them there. She thinks I expect too much out of them as far as making them be responsible for their own actions. I demand respect from them and I give it right back to them. I assign homework and if it doesn't come back the next day after ample time to complete it in class, I take points off. I don't let them roll their eyes at me and I make them make eye contact when we're discussing the choices they've made. If they mumble under their breath, it does not go unnoticed. They're in SIXTH grade! Are these crazy demands?! Don't be a disrespectful snot, do your homework, and recognize that actions have consequences. I don't have them sitting in neat little rows with folded hands saying "Yes Miss G." I clearly state my expectations and then hold them accountable. I've had it with this crappy student teaching placement.
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