Teacher’s Sob Story/Rant

Omg my feet hurt. I have been wearing orthotic shoe inserts for the past few weeks, and my feet feel good during the day, but oh my how they hurt tonight. They are throbbing.

Today was one of the coldest days so far this school year. It makes everyone grumpy and tired. All of the students and teachers are counting down the days until winter break.

I gained back a bunch of the weight I lost before Thanksgiving. Hopefully it was all in sodium and will quickly melt off my body just because I’m back to my routine. I really need to focus from now until Christmas to surpass my previous weight loss, even if it’s only a little.

My little one has a cough that doesn’t want to go away. He gets these every winter. He also has scoliosis and wears a brace at night to help with that. When he has a cough like this, though, I don’t make him wear his brace because it’s like torture to him. I feel guilty when he wears his brace and guilty when he doesn’t. Such is a mother’s constant problem.

I have found a temporary place to stay after the holidays with a generous, good friend. I can stay in her spare bedroom with my two sons a few nights a week while I save up for something bigger. I feel grateful that I have such a generous friend, but pretty crappy that my living situation is in such disarray close to my 40th birthday. Shouldn’t I have things figured out by now? This is not how I pictured adulthood. I know that it’s not all my fault, but I really did make some poor choices that have led me to being practically homeless. I only hope that things will drastically turn around for me when I finally get my new apartment.

Tomorrow is a “B” day in our rotation schedule, and my “B” days are so tough. I don’t know why some classes are so different when it comes to behavior. I just have to keep reminding myself that I can only do so much. I’m still trying to teach my students; I haven’t given up on them even though it feels like they have given up on themselves. I want to do the right thing for them, but all I can do is try my best and try not to let them see how upset they make me when they are loud and obnoxious, or simply rude. How am I supposed to teach a kid what a metaphor is when all they can think about is their hair, or their phone, or the girl they like, or the boy that is bullying them? How can I compete with teen angst?

These are rhetorical questions: I know that I can’t. The closest I’m getting is asking them to find examples of figurative language in some of their favorite pop songs. Let’s hope this doesn’t blow up in my face.

Example: When Evil Pimp Refers to women in “Hoes in my Stable”, is this an example of

A. Simile

B. Metaphor

C. Personification

I recently found out that two of my most behaviorally challenged students from two different classes are dating each other. Besides the fact that they make a hilariously odd couple, I’ve considered using this knowledge to manipulate them into being good for me. I could say something like: “Hey, you know, so and so acts perfectly in my class. She says I’m her favorite teacher. Should I tell her that you treat me this way?”

Sometimes this actually works, although it only lasts for the course of the relationship.

So I’m finally off to dream land. Just gave my little one his nebulizer treatment and now he is snoring away. Let’s hope tomorrow is an exceptional Wednesday. 😬

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