Reflecting
It's been about 3.5 months since my last post, but it does segway nicely into my current thoughts. In my last post, I wrote about my desire to look for future summer employment that brings me in touch exclusively, with the joy of kids. And let me tell you teaching the lowest performing kids in East Oakland for quite weeks sure added to my desire for that.
I should share two particular conversations I have had this year that have made me reassess the i.presion I give off about working with kids. I'll start last night with a colleague who asked me last night to a tussle mention some kids I taught this quarter whom I liked. Now I admit that was not as easy as task as I would have liked. But I thought of some. I was just sad that it was so much easier to think of students I couldn't stand. A more abrasive version of that conversation transpired from a counselor I worked with this previous summer who had no problem mocking my processing disabilities when her instructions were unclear for me, but was appolled at my means to act out counselor stress by venting about agonizing kids off duty. Both instances frustrated me, but I like to make as many instances as possible into learning opportunities.
I could go into a deeper analysis about this, but I'd rather save my take on this for when I'm blogging on a laptop and seated at a table or desk, not blogging from my Galaxy 6 in bed waiting to post this and see how many ridiculous typos I make.