I love my babies.
Ok, so last year I gotta say I was ready to quit. Some major shit went down in regards to horribly entitled parents who really pushed me to the edge. (One had her husband text harass me at home. I WORK WITH TWO OF THE WOMEN WHO GAVE ME THE MOST PROBLEMS AND I HAVE TO SEE THEIR FACES EVERY DAY AND IT IS REALLY HARD.) Sorry for the caps. The feels were overflowing.
Last year was hard. The data for our grade-level was low across the district (thankfully mine was the best of the low?), the behavior issues/documentation in our grade-level was the highest in the district, and I was constantly asking myself if teaching was my path.
Fast-Forward to this year. I started off jaded and with a student teacher. She did fine and I stayed distant from my kids. I smiled, asked them how their lives were, encouraged frank discussions about feelings, gave them pats and quick squeezes, but I felt distant. Last year, despite some bright bright gems, just made it too hard to pour all my time and love into this new batch after last year’s sucked it up and didn’t give a shit how much they hollowed me out.
And then I had a sick day. Migraines. Ugh, whole shebang. It was terrible.
This year? This year my kids made a video telling me they missed me and they hoped I feel better soon. Someone left me a sweet card on my desk about my amazing ~teaching skills, and how much they missed me after one day. Parents emailed me and stopped me in car line to ask if I felt better.
This group of kids have made such a difference. I loved my kids last year despite how awful, selfish, and disrespectful they were. They had such sweet, kind moments if you looked hard and worked continuously on that mutual trust.
But this group of kids? Hard workers. Loving. Kind. Sweet. (They can be brats, don’t get me wrong. I’ve seen some fits and attitude but we’re hitting that teaching sweet spot where we just *get* each other.) They have made me love teaching again because they just enjoy school. Is it their favorite place? Nah. But they enjoy their time there. I mean…it’s 8hrs of their life. It’s like a job, if you got to be there you may as well enjoy it you know? And they try to enjoy it and they make me enjoy it.
I just love my job. And I love this sweet, goofy, funny, and gentle group of kids. (The district on the other hand… 😒)