I will murder someone if...
I will murder someone if I am stuck with teaching yearbook next year. I haven't slept properly in over a week, I am sicker than a dog, and we have countless errors with our computers- and no one at my school was listening to any of my concerns.
Anyways, I had a bit of a break-through yesterday. First: I completed the grad section. (I hate all grads...whiny bitchy, spoilt...etc I completely lost faith in the past few days as to why i became a teacher. it certainly wasn't to be bitched at.) Second: Sherry the other art teacher, sent an email out to admin telling them of all of my problems from day one, how physically sick I was from stress (both of this info is something that I have already let them know)...and finally that they will lose me a teacher if they keep treating me this way, and not solving computer issues...etc. First thing in the morning, vp no. 1 is down in the classroom, with two techies trying to solve my probelms, 15 minutes later, v.p. no. 2 is in the lab with me getting a list of demands (I felt kinda like a robber holding people hostage ;) ). Thirdly, another employee who is on leave because he dealt with the same abuse form the school district (awesome guy, won countless awards for excellence in teaching at the national level), came by, threatened the admin for me, and then "gave" me a computer to take home to work with for the yearbook. It restored my faith in teaching, working with such awesome colleagues!
Anyhoo, from all of the stress, sickness and lack of sleep, the last few days I have been on the verge of tears...and hating my job. At lunch, after we finally wrapped up the grad section, I recieved an email from a student that I taught in kelowna who graded last year. She tracked me down, and wrote me this long email about her life mow, not wanting to lose touch, and how much I had inspired her as a teacher to pursue art and be the person that she is. I started to cry. I couldn't help it. But it was a good cry, because it was exactly the words that I needed to hear. I took the day off today, and I might do the same for Friday. Well, I must say that I am so glad that there are kind caring people out there, who are able to recognize hard working, kind, caring people. If it wasn't for my previous student's email, unbelievable help & support from a colleague that doesn't even know me, and concern from the administration about my health...I would've been ready to pack it up.
One thing is for certain; I never want to teach yearbook again!
Anyways, I had a bit of a break-through yesterday. First: I completed the grad section. (I hate all grads...whiny bitchy, spoilt...etc I completely lost faith in the past few days as to why i became a teacher. it certainly wasn't to be bitched at.) Second: Sherry the other art teacher, sent an email out to admin telling them of all of my problems from day one, how physically sick I was from stress (both of this info is something that I have already let them know)...and finally that they will lose me a teacher if they keep treating me this way, and not solving computer issues...etc. First thing in the morning, vp no. 1 is down in the classroom, with two techies trying to solve my probelms, 15 minutes later, v.p. no. 2 is in the lab with me getting a list of demands (I felt kinda like a robber holding people hostage ;) ). Thirdly, another employee who is on leave because he dealt with the same abuse form the school district (awesome guy, won countless awards for excellence in teaching at the national level), came by, threatened the admin for me, and then "gave" me a computer to take home to work with for the yearbook. It restored my faith in teaching, working with such awesome colleagues!
Anyhoo, from all of the stress, sickness and lack of sleep, the last few days I have been on the verge of tears...and hating my job. At lunch, after we finally wrapped up the grad section, I recieved an email from a student that I taught in kelowna who graded last year. She tracked me down, and wrote me this long email about her life mow, not wanting to lose touch, and how much I had inspired her as a teacher to pursue art and be the person that she is. I started to cry. I couldn't help it. But it was a good cry, because it was exactly the words that I needed to hear. I took the day off today, and I might do the same for Friday. Well, I must say that I am so glad that there are kind caring people out there, who are able to recognize hard working, kind, caring people. If it wasn't for my previous student's email, unbelievable help & support from a colleague that doesn't even know me, and concern from the administration about my health...I would've been ready to pack it up.
One thing is for certain; I never want to teach yearbook again!