I want some changes
Think I am getting sick of this kind of life. Wake up almost everyday dreading going to teach.
I like teaching, don't get me wrong. I like having the special connection with the students, the kind that cares about what they are learning, mind you. There are students who appreciate what you are teaching to them, and there are students who are in the class because their parents forced them to be there.
It's not just about the students either. A major part of my job is made difficult by the parents. Some of them ask too much, some of them, don't even ask anything.
I guess that's the pathetic part about not being in the compulsory school system. The parents feel that they are paying extra money, so they might as well get their money's worth out of you. Every single cent.
Learning is supposed to be fun. Not every single part of it, but at least, a major part it. Sad thing is, that's not how life works. I don't remember that I disliked any subject back in elementary school. I remember not wanting to memorize all the facts for history in junior high. And I hated trigonometry in high school. But no one forced me to do anything. Guess I was lucky.
So why do I dread going to teach? Well, if you have students who hate going to your class, would you want to see their faces? If you have parents who are not happy about everything you do when everything you do is exactly what they asked for, would you like it? I wouldn't. And I don't like it.
I think I miss the freedom. I miss being able to do things I want to do all the time. I want to get out there and see different things, enjoy the surprise when I stumble upon some unexpected delights. I want to travel again, I want to be out there living my life!
Alright, it's time to go back to setting my worksheet.
I like teaching, don't get me wrong. I like having the special connection with the students, the kind that cares about what they are learning, mind you. There are students who appreciate what you are teaching to them, and there are students who are in the class because their parents forced them to be there.
It's not just about the students either. A major part of my job is made difficult by the parents. Some of them ask too much, some of them, don't even ask anything.
I guess that's the pathetic part about not being in the compulsory school system. The parents feel that they are paying extra money, so they might as well get their money's worth out of you. Every single cent.
Learning is supposed to be fun. Not every single part of it, but at least, a major part it. Sad thing is, that's not how life works. I don't remember that I disliked any subject back in elementary school. I remember not wanting to memorize all the facts for history in junior high. And I hated trigonometry in high school. But no one forced me to do anything. Guess I was lucky.
So why do I dread going to teach? Well, if you have students who hate going to your class, would you want to see their faces? If you have parents who are not happy about everything you do when everything you do is exactly what they asked for, would you like it? I wouldn't. And I don't like it.
I think I miss the freedom. I miss being able to do things I want to do all the time. I want to get out there and see different things, enjoy the surprise when I stumble upon some unexpected delights. I want to travel again, I want to be out there living my life!
Alright, it's time to go back to setting my worksheet.
Quilting is going great. I've finished so many projects it's wonderful.
