3 days left!

[learnteach]

And then done!

It's funny. It shouldn't affect me this much, but having to deal with the rage and stupidity continuously is very unsettling. Sleep patterns all disrupted. Think I've shed the rage, then some act of petty stupidity just brings it right back, and I get exhausted suppressing it. I dread going in to deal with it.

Wow, it's somewhat amazing. Even direct requests are now blithely ignored--all over relatively mindless, minor things (what route to follow in the building, how to handle snack issues, what students are allowed to do and not do) and classroom discipline is gone out the window. Of course, the minor attempted discussion at repair--met with sort of a blank insoucence (sp); a "whatever, why are you so anal about your way" attitude.

The other school called and confirmed no job for next year. Working tech is sounding better and better.

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[marysdress.livejournal.com]

When I was still shiny new and considering taking up teaching, I sat in with some old teachers of mine. One of them, the terror of the school, gave me sets of index cards to grade. They were for term papers, ostensibly assembled by the best and brightest if they were taking his class. He told me to check that each student had a subject that could be proven (Not Mark Twain was the greatest American writer for instance) and three real sources in bibliographical form. It was appalling.

He did it on purpose to make sure I knew what I was getting into. As you know, I didn't become a teacher. I think I would have been one of the good ones, but his attitude toward the job worried me almost as much as their inability to execute that task.