I left school angry yesterday. You know those days where it's perfect and everyone is learning until the last period where one child ruins the whole day by behaving like a terror. There was a new student in my class that got everyone excited. After settling the class and getting them back on task, this one kid refused to play ball. He was loud, he was defiant, and he was not learning a damn thing I was trying to teach him. Eventually I just told him to go away and we could try again tomorrow. He did, and we were both happy about it.
The class was high energy. I've talked before about giving up on DISD students. This was one of those times. Where was my support? Why was security non existent just letting droves of random children walk the halls popping in and out of everyone's classrooms?
This was my mistake: I let DISD follow me home. I took DISD home with me, to the bar with me, to walk my dog with me, and I slept on it. I woke up angry and dragged into my classroom purely for the benefit of Dallas education.
The second my first period walked in, my day brightened up. You know what I realized? That my support was within me. That my support could come from some of my best and most excited students.
Every day is a new day. Let's see how this one pans out.
The class was high energy. I've talked before about giving up on DISD students. This was one of those times. Where was my support? Why was security non existent just letting droves of random children walk the halls popping in and out of everyone's classrooms?
This was my mistake: I let DISD follow me home. I took DISD home with me, to the bar with me, to walk my dog with me, and I slept on it. I woke up angry and dragged into my classroom purely for the benefit of Dallas education.
The second my first period walked in, my day brightened up. You know what I realized? That my support was within me. That my support could come from some of my best and most excited students.
Every day is a new day. Let's see how this one pans out.
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