I have to say, I cracked up reading this. I don't know if this is an acceptable response, but you just verbalized some of my inner thoughts when I work with my first graders on a particularly off day. I'm just a teacher's aide, so I can only imagine the dark thoughts that go through the teacher's mind when the class is in the throes of madness...
It's not just spring fever; I would imagine that this goes on in summer, fall, and winter too.
If we didn't laugh we would just cry - ain't that the truth?
I wasn't quite grumpy when I woke up but man, by the time I got to school, I was pissed off about everything and God. Don't know why. Maybe the rain? The cold?
Boy have you got the rats!! Probably justifiably too.
Me? Always sweetness and light, me!! [like you believe that one.] I once asked my form group to write a report on their teachers, since we'd just written one on them, and some of them said I was stroppy! Can you believe that? Of course, I immediately agreed, because I am; and it amused me that they thought so too. At one point I kept a list of pathetic excuses and gave out a prize of shame (I made a "Creep of the week" badge) - that made them laugh! :D I'm not sure you wanted to know that...
Admittedly "Creep of the Week" wasn't something I banded about, and I was dealing with 15/16 year olds so it was our joke between us; I don't think I'd have risked it with younger kids. I think instead I shall offer you some hugs, a nice cup of tea and a slice of cake. *hugs*
I confess I *love* the creep of the week idea! Yeah, ya poor thing CL, I feel for ya. And you should definitely vent away here!
Mind you, I am looking forward to using the 'my bones are swollen' excuse. I'm a bit late with a research project and I am just going to try that one and see how it goes.
Oh, there's a lot to be said for Spring Fever. My Group Voice girls (now, this is a private studio, mind, totally different from school, I admit!) got all nasty with me last year around this time and it got worse and worse until...Spring Break! And when they came back they were behaved again. Still cheeky as ever, but manageable. It was like common sense had descended and said, And LO! Thou hast only two months left with this thine teacher thou despisest! Get along, for Pete's sake, lest ye endure time-outs and disappoint thine parents, whom art paying through the nose for these thine lessons!
*ducks the lightening*
:D In all seriousness, though, I feel your pain. I love kids, but they are full of some kind of crap at times.
I've told told the older students, "So let me get this straight - your parents, the good taxpayers of this county, have now paid me twice to teach you the same lesson. How do you think they're going to feel about that? That you are wasting your time and mine, and their money?"
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It's not just spring fever; I would imagine that this goes on in summer, fall, and winter too.
Hopefully things get easier. :)
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I wasn't quite grumpy when I woke up but man, by the time I got to school, I was pissed off about everything and God. Don't know why. Maybe the rain? The cold?
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Me? Always sweetness and light, me!! [like you believe that one.] I once asked my form group to write a report on their teachers, since we'd just written one on them, and some of them said I was stroppy! Can you believe that? Of course, I immediately agreed, because I am; and it amused me that they thought so too.
At one point I kept a list of pathetic excuses and gave out a prize of shame (I made a "Creep of the week" badge) - that made them laugh! :D I'm not sure you wanted to know that...
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I think instead I shall offer you some hugs, a nice cup of tea and a slice of cake.
*hugs*
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Mind you, I am looking forward to using the 'my bones are swollen' excuse. I'm a bit late with a research project and I am just going to try that one and see how it goes.
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*ducks the lightening*
:D In all seriousness, though, I feel your pain. I love kids, but they are full of some kind of crap at times.
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Sometimes it's hard to hold it all in.
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