If my son grows up to be like some of the slackers in my classroom, I think I might abandon teaching, take up online gaming full-time and... uggh.

I just spent some time perusing the Wiki where my students are composing a script for next term and the findings were sad. Yes, some of the kids have done exceptional work. Some have done average work and some have done none at all. And, I'm pissed. Pissed because I will probably hear all the drama about why some people haven't finished their required work-- and pissed because it's not substantive enough to really excuse the tardiness. Most of all, I find that the student who CARES about this the most, has done the least amount of work.

Please, let Quinn be a genuine, hardworking, above board kind of person-- and student. Let him not cloud his mind with all of the reasons he couldn't get things done and instead, be stricken with clarity about his life and abilities because he gets shit done. For the love...

It's fascinating to me to see myself through my student teacher's eyes. I realize that I have short comings and things to tighten up in my teaching, but I also note that my expectations for students have not fallen in the 11 years I've taught and I'm glad for that. My level of disappointment in kids and their poor choices may have spiked, but generally, I can keep an open mind about kid's potential and all of that. But this--- when they fail to complete a task that people are counting on-- a script for people to perform-- it makes me angry. Very angry.

But, for now, I have to breathe. I have the fancy ultrasound this morning and then I'll head back to school for the reaming. Uggh.