Going into this particular classroom makes me feel nauseated, dizzy, defeated and tired. It is not because thier English is too far behind. It is not because they are slow learners or that they do not want to participate in the classroom activities.
They bring the worst out of me. The way they chat in the classroom during IP, the way they slouch in their chairs when you address them, the way their eyes judge you when you talk to them, the way they take offense of every consequences for their misbehaviour.
I shout, and yell, and shriek and chase after them. All these seem hysterical when I am no longer in the class as this is definitely not how I normally look like in the public.
All I have left in me is the hope that He is still in charge and He will be the agent of change in me as well as my class.
I just dropped my tears in a class like yours. Still, some never changed; they don't bother. Just take good care of yourself.
ReplyDeleteOwwhh, sorry to hear that waikhong. I guess it has a teeny little bit to do with March and the holidays as well. Maybe we don't have the capacity to be stretched too far this week. But, I am hopeful that we will bounce back stronger after the hols!
ReplyDeleteKeep fighting keep trying!