I'm a 27-year-old, third year science teacher. I love my students more than any of them will probably ever know because I suck at emotions and letting people in. The thoughts, feelings, and opinions expressed on this blog are mine and in no way represent my employer.
Another day, another let down.
I’ll start with my school day. I taught seven straight class periods today with my only real break being the twenty or so minutes that I have to sit and eat lunch with coworkers. That also means no real chance for a bathroom break because there aren’t even any bathrooms in my hall of our building. I went straight from seventh period to an NHS selection committee meeting to talk about which applicants should be allowed to enter this year.
After my meeting, I walked to my house, finally used the bathroom, and changed into my coaching stuff, before walking back and getting on the bus to go to our game, which meant me only being away for 15 minutes total (because my walk home is that short). The ride to the game was fairly uneventful. When we got to the other school a storm caused a power outage that delayed the start of the JV game by almost 20 minutes. Both the JV and varsity lost despite playing a few strong games between the two that showed they were more than a match for the other team. I may or may not have gotten a little too sarcastic while telling a line judge which side of the line is out. The night was a thoroughly unsatisfactory experience. All of the things we did well last night were horrible tonight and everything that was bad last night was near perfect tonight. The rest of the week at practices we’ll go back to the drawing board and reteach the skill sets that apparently didn’t stick in the last few weeks. I’m also going to focus on getting some of my JV players to a point where it’s not just an idle threat to take out a starter to play a JV girl.
teenage girls actually have to go through a lot of bullshit and the fact that it’s considered cool to make fun of them for being upset or emotional is kind of gross