It's been 4-ever since I've written...
And it's mostly because the end of school year is so.dang.busy.
What have I been doing with my life? Well, here I go.
Working, planning, grading, working, attending social events, working, sleeping, sneezing (allegies), taking a breather at the lake, organizing temple committee events (that's my calling), and working, and grading.
Needless to say, it's been BUSY!
But--to go back to the title of my post.
June is a weird, surreal, and bittersweet month. The school year is coming to a close and it's at this point where I am 1. exhausted 2. mentally and physically checked out and 3. nostalgic.
All of a sudden the students who drove me crazy, gave me he**, and told me they hated me, all of a sudden love me. One of those charming students asked me a few days ago, "Ms. Baer, do you teach 12th grade history." No. "Oh, that's too bad. I want to take you."
That same student asked me today, "Ms. Baer, do you have a boyfriend?" No. "Oh, you'd make a good girlfriend. You're so nice."
Yes, and this same student also cursed me out most of the year when I took her phone and emailed her parents about her poor behavior. Isn't it ironic?
Another student who told me that he missed his old history teacher all year told me today that he's going to miss my class. What fickle kids!
June is also full of moral dilemmas. I have to give out final grades and decide if I should pass or fail a student. A senior saw me today and begged me to change her grade so she can graduate. I held firm and said no. I told her straight out that if she had come to class, paid attention in class, and did her work, she would succeed. She didn't do that. She cried and told me off. It's tough. I don't find joy in giving students F's but they get what they earned and I have to abide by that.
Anyway, these are a few random thoughts on a Tuesday afternoon. I am so happy for the summer to almost be here but I can't help but be a bit nostalgic. It's a been my 2nd hardest school year and I've had many moments of "Why do I do this job?" But when all is said and done and the students start to leave, I miss them, and realize that I have grown to love them as crazy and frustrating as they can be.
Oh, June!
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I think it's a testimony that youth and children really do thrive on structure, discipline, and consistency. Even though they gave you crap all year, they have come to appreciate what they've learned from you and some of it has planted in their hearts as a start to governing values that will bless their lives. Great work! Love you tons...
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