I'm writing from school.
I feel like shit. I find it hard to believe that I am a qualified teacher because I definitely feel like I can't do it.
I'm worn odwn, I'm frustrated and I want to hit the students. I probably shouldn't admit that in public. But since I haven't yet hit anyone, I am absolving myself of any culpability.
I know that I was having a rough time when I got to school, but I don't think it was all me. I always walk into class with a smile like I'm ready to start and glad to be there. But today, it failed from the start.
It's pretty sad when you rely on a couple of students to be absent just to get through the day, but that's what one of the grade 7 classes is like. There are students who are not fit to be in a classroom with others. They can't work quietly, that can't listen with commenting, they don't respect anyone, and they don't care about anything.
I don't know where they got this attitude, but today I am fed up with it.
If it weren't for the fact that I don't actively teach tomorrow, I'd probably call in sick.
I hope there's beer in the fridge at home.