Today I taught a short reading lesson for the kids at school. It all went well for a little while, but then they started taking over with their own conversations, ideas, and whatnot. Coincidently, this all happened just after I finished reading "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day".
When I lost the attention of the students, my feelings sunk pretty low. I felt defeated and realized my lesson was unsuccessful. So we summed up my attempts at the lesson only to have the students toss their books at me, instead of letting me collecting them, in a rush to get to their free choice time. At that point, their teacher intervened... I started crying... and they had a talk with her about disrespect.
It truly wasn't a huge deal. But thus far, the kids have treated me very well, been so attentive. But in that moment when things began to unravel, I was at a loss for the best way to fix the situation. Plus I am very sensitive, so I took things personally as they were happening.
Although the book we read was subtle foreshadowing for the events to come... my day was not terrible or horrible or no good or very bad. I had a good day, with a small bump. Today was a learning experience for me. The kids that made me cry today are the same kids that have made me laugh so hard I've cried. They are sweet and I love them... Tomorrow's a new day and I'm ready to be a better teacher!
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