Required Blog: First Semester Reflections

This is probably a bad time to be writing this blog because as of now, I am swamped with work, both as a teacher and as a student.  Whoever commented on how this program needs to be more rigorous, and needs to expect more from us "top graduates" in their blog, needs to be shot in the face immediately. 

Right now, I hate teaching.  Some days, I like it.  I never love it anymore.  It gets more and more difficult every day.  The monotony of it, the inadequacy I feel, and the overall sense of not being  respected or appreciated, is enough to push anyone over the edge. 

This week alone I have had numerous duties, and still have numerous duties to complete.  Let's start with Monday.  Lesson plans at school were due.  I managed to BS my way through that, but I still have to plan for the next day the night before.  I have "duty" this week at school which means I have to stand like a prison guard in the gym during my off times in the morning and various times throughout the day.  We had another pointless meeting this morning where everyone covers their own ass for other stupid district requirements.  I have tons of work for my Teacher Corps class Saturday.  I am being observed Friday.  I have to make my exam, begin gathering grades (mess), actually grade assessments, plan assessments, plan lessons that won't be effective nor listened to, call parents, and go to baseball practice.  I think that is all.  I should add stay sane, stay semi-healthy, and attempt to sleep somewhere in there as well.

For now, I think I'll do that sleep thing, and wake up at 6 feeling miserable and dreading the day ahead of me again.  Until then...to be continued.

After my evaluation (which went well), and all of my various duties completed, I look back and think that this is too much work...

It's too much work to feel like garbage every day, to be mad at the end of the day, and to let this job alter my personality, demeanor, and overall mood on a daily basis.  It's unfortunate that trying to do something so hard, and to be good in every sense of the word, for and to my students, is only met with apathy on a day to day, routine basis. It's sad really.  That's what sums up this semester.