*Sigh* as much as I would like to say I'm loving teaching like Maria, I cannot. Today my 5th period class brought me to tears after the final bell for school rang. I must have spent half of the class period redirecting students, waiting for students to be quiet, and signing hall passes. I just don't know what to do anymore. I spent 10 minutes talking with them asking them how they would feel if they were in my shoes and what I could do to help them focus. I have students standing on two stacked chairs, students telling me they don't care if I give them detention, students purposely being out of their desks when the bell rings so they can be tardy,students sleeping, and students yelling that they hate math in class. Today I had to give a detention to a student who refused to do work and would not answer my questions therefore choosing the third consequence for misbehavior--detention. It broke my heart. Really, I probably should have give at least five more detentions, but I didn't have it in me. What do I do?
I hear from my administration and staff that I am young and a new teacher so the kids are just testing me, seeing how much they can get away with. I especially have problems with sophomore boys. So I guess I wait it out and try to be consistent in my discipline. I have no idea. I only hope that I soon gain their respect. I have had students tell me I should yell at them when I am mad, but I can't, I can only graciously smile because I want to represent Christ.
Enough of that though. Here are some comments from my students this week:
I just keep thinking . . . God has placed me here intentionally in these students lives for a reason. He will grant me the stamina, patience, and strength to get through to them.
I hear from my administration and staff that I am young and a new teacher so the kids are just testing me, seeing how much they can get away with. I especially have problems with sophomore boys. So I guess I wait it out and try to be consistent in my discipline. I have no idea. I only hope that I soon gain their respect. I have had students tell me I should yell at them when I am mad, but I can't, I can only graciously smile because I want to represent Christ.
Enough of that though. Here are some comments from my students this week:
"You have more fashion than any teacher I have had."
"Jordan said you were his future wife."
"How are you doing as a person today?" (not as a teacher)
"Math makes so much more sense when you teach it."The best part of my week so far is that the girl I helped yesterday with her assignment spoke out to answer a question in math class for the first time today!
I just keep thinking . . . God has placed me here intentionally in these students lives for a reason. He will grant me the stamina, patience, and strength to get through to them.
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