Yesterday at work was hard. Every time I have that PM2 cohort, I struggle – they are bright kids, including a few too bright for their own good, but they are unruly and uninterested in academics of any kind, as far as I can tell. This is a hard consituency for me to teach toward – I'm one of these people who thinks that if kids don't want to learn, and are clearly smart enough to be making that choice with some degree of self-awareness, then it's not really my role, as a teacher, to try to change minds. That's a waste of my energy, as such changing of minds is difficult and resource-intensive on the part of the teacher. That kind of mind-changing is the job for parents or other role-models – if they can manage it. And sometimes, adults simply have to accept the kids aren't going to do what you think they should – and be accepting of their choices, even if we believe they're bad choices. As I've said before – sometimes kids have to fall down on their own.
OK, that got philosphical fast.There were other small incidents that left me feeling gloomy about work yesterday: greedy parental demands and irrational complaints.
It's become quite cold. I like this kind of weather. Hopefully today will go more positively.
