My head feels like it weighs a million pounds, my voice goes in and out, I have a cough that makes me gag and some student sprayed perfume in my room so everything is exacerbated.
Getting over that, my students sometimes crack me up. Today was...well I don't want to say that it was a redeeming day, but it definitely had it's moments. I find myself consistently dealing with a sense of culture shock. Today, one of my students asked me if I was "from the ghetto" because of my usage of the word "ain't" and some of my accents. There is a part of me that is ridiculously offended; mostly I could only sit back for a second and roll my eyes.
I have to laugh at their ridiculousness because what else can I do? They drive me crazy, and their chattiness and lack of listening is going to make me go batty. Sometimes though, their silliness is just endearing. I cling to the little moments because things have been crazy lately. I cling to the silliness of the students because I have to remember that I got into the profession of teaching for the students. I have to remember that no matter how low the students are and no matter how snarky they are, my job is to teach them. My job is to work hard and give them my all.
Alright, I wanted to give a more light hearted update since my last one was kind of sad. Happy Monday!
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