Starting to sweat
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Before I go anywhere with what I'm about to write, let me stress again how happy I am about my new job. I am. I truly am...it's just that I'm starting to feel a bit overwhelmed. July is half over and I still have so many books to read and lessons to plan--not to mention the thirty pounds I need to drop before being dubbed Ms. FAT by my students. I don't know. I was feeling alright about everything until I went to Marist on Friday to pick up what was supposed to be one sophomore textbook. Instead I went home with a small section of Barnes & Noble. Glancing in my rearview mirror at my crowded backseat, I started to feel the fear. The fear that I won't be ready come September. Fear that I will have mediocre lesson plans for bored,restless and horny teenagers, fear that I will have angry parents knocking down my door, fear that my students will bearly understand the concept of there,their and they're let alone comprehending the main theme of Death of a Salesman, but mainly the fear that I will be an awful teacher and let down my new bosses and my students and the generations of teachers in my family. I don't want to let those people who thought I couldn't do this to win. I know I'm not going to give up...I'm just scared I may mess up a lot along the way.
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Before I go anywhere with what I'm about to write, let me stress again how happy I am about my new job. I am. I truly am...it's just that I'm starting to feel a bit overwhelmed. July is half over and I still have so many books to read and lessons to plan--not to mention the thirty pounds I need to drop before being dubbed Ms. FAT by my students. I don't know. I was feeling alright about everything until I went to Marist on Friday to pick up what was supposed to be one sophomore textbook. Instead I went home with a small section of Barnes & Noble. Glancing in my rearview mirror at my crowded backseat, I started to feel the fear. The fear that I won't be ready come September. Fear that I will have mediocre lesson plans for bored,restless and horny teenagers, fear that I will have angry parents knocking down my door, fear that my students will bearly understand the concept of there,their and they're let alone comprehending the main theme of Death of a Salesman, but mainly the fear that I will be an awful teacher and let down my new bosses and my students and the generations of teachers in my family. I don't want to let those people who thought I couldn't do this to win. I know I'm not going to give up...I'm just scared I may mess up a lot along the way.
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