Friday, November 26, 2010

Rambeling from a sub

Hey everybody! I'm back-at least momentarily. I just thought I'd take a break from my never ending to do list and write a few lines. I've missed blogging so much. You have no idea how many post I've written in my head. I just don't seem to have time to get to my computer these days. I thought life was supposed to slow down as you got older not go faster. Actually, I remember someone older telling me that life does seem to go by faster as we age. I was just in denial that it was actually true until recently. A week ago today I started my second long term sub job of the year. This time I am teaching a second grade self contained class. I've taught second grade before so I thought that this assignment would be no be no big deal. Boy was I wrong! First of all the teacher I'm filling in for (we'll call her tired teacher) had nothing prepared. I am no way judging her. She's had a lot going on in the past few months. First of all she's pregnant, moved into a new house and changed grade levels she's teaching. That's enough to make the even the most prepared person in the world groan. However, she's only know she's having a baby for nine months. I know, I know I'm judging and I said I wouldn't but it seems like if you know you are going to be out you could be more prepared! I've heard that being pregnant makes you crazy but if you had seen her room the first day I was there you would have seen that it wasn't the baby making her nuts. It look like hurricane Ike had hit her room.
Secondly the kids. This class has little motivation and little manners. If I ever talked an adult the way some of the kids try to talk to me. I wouldn't have been able to sit down for a week. Kids have no concept of manners or kindness these days. They want teachers to teach kids manners-As if we don't already have enough to teach! The kids don't care about anything. I think it is because of the lack of care and concern by their parents. They are not not afraid of anything. Not of their parents, of the principal, not of being unable to get a reward---Anything!  It's scary to think that one day these kids are going to be in charge of our country. If we don't start doing something now-we should be afraid-very afraid! 
Take for instance a boy in my class. We will call him Billy Bad Boy. This is his second time in second grade and he's reading on a kindergarten level. He doesn't care if you move his clip, he doesn't care if you call his parents, he doesn't care if you send him to the office. He just wants what he wants when he wants it. He was out the two days before Thanksgiving and the class was so good and we got things done! I dread him coming back to class on Monday. I've never ever dreaded having a student in my class before. It's so no me. I love kids. Some are harder to love than others but I've never dreaded one! 
Thanks for stopping by and letting me vent for a minute. I really do feel better. I know things will get better. Besides there are only 3 weeks till Christmas break begins! :) I can do this. I've love to know you stopped by please feel free to leave me a message. I'd love to hear from you! Thanks :)

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3 Comments:

At November 26, 2010 at 5:36 PM , Blogger Matt said...

Deep breaths...

 
At November 26, 2010 at 6:28 PM , Blogger Andrea said...

OH MY!! I would need lots of deep breaths as Matt suggested! Yikes...
Hoping and praying things improve quickly!
Blessings,
andrea

 
At November 26, 2010 at 7:31 PM , Blogger judidarling said...

Hi: When I read your post, it brought back memories of a few "beauts" of students who were far from the high points of my 35 years of teaching. In general, the kids who act out like this are starved for attention, and if they can't get it by being good, they've learned that they can get it by being bad. You are smart to realize that their homes are probably far from nurturing. I can only tell you that you may be the person who helps to turn this child around. I know it sounds simplistic, but try to find anything that you can compliment him about, thank him constantly, ask him for his help. Make him feel important. And if nothing helps, put some fifties music in the cd player in your car and scream the lyrics at the top of your voice. I found Jerry Lee Lewis most effective! Good luck.

 

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