What's good everyone?!?! It has been a minute since I have posted to this and mainly because of two reasons
1. I don't know what kind of thumb you call it when all the computers you touch malfunction but whatever it is, I had it. I was kind of down and out and without and grad school was here so that's that.
2. I've honestly been really dissatisfied
I'll dwell on 2 a bit longer and in the end, I will tie this back to my crazy title. In January of 2012, I transferred schools and for all the right reasons in my opinion. Working with the someone who doesn't like you nor you them but not being the advantageous one in the situation is just not healthy. So I left. However, when I left, I didn't quite realize what I was leaving. Originally, I was making a point and a statement. That point being: I'm the shit and you need me more than I need you. Hey, I was young and proud what can you do. I realized though that I was leaving kids who were like my own children. My students respected me as a parental figure minus calling me dad because that's just weird and awkward for an 8th grade girl to call her male teacher not much older than her. After moving to my new school, I lost that feeling. I truly didn't know the impact that would have on my satisfaction with my job. I love teaching and I truly think I am gifted at what I do to a certain degree. My forte comes with relationships that I build with kids. However, my authoritarian demeanor doesn't necessary match all kinds of kids but it does a certain demographic. That's when it hit me....I really do not like privileged children. As harsh as that statement sounds, hear my rationale. At my old school I provided the stability, structure, discipline, love, guidance, etc because many of my kids did not get it in large doses at home. My parents didn't call me and email me 5 times a week with concerns but I liked that because my students needed me in a deeper way than my students now. I truly miss that. One of the reasons I ventured into the classroom was because my teachers reached out to more than the academic piece of me when I needed it the most. My teachers were my lifesavers. I like life saving. I like helping and being needed. So how does this relate to my title....well....Mary loves chicken....chicken wraps....so she did a commercial....with lots of passion....about chicken wraps. Most people hated that commercial and she tried to deny she was here for it but she was. So in the same fashion, I'm returning to what I love.
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