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it's funny, some days (like to day) I have a hard time remembering why I want to be a teacher, what the hell am I thinking, why do I want to subject myself to this kind of abuse. other days (like monday) I love what I do and have fun doing it, and remember that all the crap is worth it when I see the products these kids make and when I see the look on their face when they make that little click and really get it. but today it's just hard to remember that I really do love this. mostly because some parents (not mine, my student's) really suck. while I feel really old sometimes, there are days (like today) when I feel really young too. when I've got bitchy parents telling me what to do and making me feel like I'm 15 again. it's just been really frusterating, and I'm not the type to give up, but if things don't get better with this wednesday class soon, I might just have to become the type that gives up because honestly I have enough to do without dealing with this kind of drama. makes me want to teach in an inner-city school. it'll be tough motivating kids whose parent's don't seem to care, but at least those parents won't be undermining my authority or constantly bitching at me because their kid isn't meeting the parents expectations. I dunno. It's just been a rough day. now I need to go find food and feed the chins and try to put this all out of my mind until I have to try and get them to respect me and my teaching abilities next week. *le sigh* night.