Two weeks ago I had a good Monday. Yesterday I had a horrible Monday. There are good days and bad days.
I hate when I lose control of a class. I know, objectively, that it doesn’t happen very often. But when it does, I question my ability to be a teacher, I spin into self-doubt and anger. All that. Those obnoxious kids in the TEPS-M반 got the best of me, once again. By far it is one of the worst classes I’ve ever taught, on a very consistent basis.
I hate that that class is the last in the day’s schedule. The consequence is that I brought home my frustration and anger, instead of have some more pleasant class to clear my head first. I haven’t come home that upset in a very long time. I wanted to become the incredible hulk and knock things down.
What I’m listening to right now. Muse, “Map of the Problematique.”
[daily log: walking, 6km]