I am still busier than ever. Every night I have to plan for 3 and a 1/2 hours worth of teaching for the next day. Then I have to do all of my regular homework. I miss reading. I have 100 pages left in Atlas Shrugged, and can't even see myself finishing it before the end of the summer. I also got sick this weekend, so things that I would usually be able to deal with have suddenly become unmanageable. I saw a stray dog in the school parking lot during my lunch break and started crying because it wouldn't come to me and there was a heat advisory! I saw a really bad car accident on the way home tonight, and started crying because someone probably died in it. Tonight I cried because I had too much to worry about finishing for tomorrow. Apparently this was an unnecessary breakdown because I am almost done and it's not even 11.
I feel like I'm going to be a really bad teacher because I genuinely enjoy taking part in the student's activities, and would like to be
doing them rather than
facilitating them. When I was teaching P.E. last week, I really, really looked forward to playing dodge ball. Yesterday I was overcome with nostalgia and general happiness when I participated in the jump rope line at lunch, and the day before that I got way too involved in a game of four-square and ended up pulling a muscle. Today I neglected my teacher responsibilities so that I could make one of these:
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I feel like I'm going to be a really bad teacher because I genuinely enjoy taking part in the student's activities.
That is a good thing!!
Also, I think we can finally put to rest the argument about who is the shyest.
I hope you're feeling better today.
i have yet to visit the home of any of my fellow "fellows"
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