Feelin’ the Burn
Posted by aphillieteacher on March 23, 2011
PSSAs ended on Monday. In reaction to sitting still and going for an hour at a time without electronic devices over the past 6 days, the juniors have uglier senioritis than the seniors themselves.
For them, it’s school’s out, leave us alone, you cannot possibly ask anymore of us. We just want to sit in class and uh. . . Talk and goof around.
(Really, kids? Really?? ’cause what’s it gonna be like when you go to college/ get a job, or try to do your own income taxes? )
The point of this post is not the kids feeling burned out; it’s ME. The last three days have been spent trying to gently corral them back and make them stay quiet all at the same time for just 5 minutes so I can tell them about their baby-easy research project or get them started on Realism so we can read a cool story called “The Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge.” But as we used to say in NJ: Forgeddabout it. They don’t want to hear anything.
Today I am toast. Tired, totally cranky and, let’s face it: FED UP.
As much as I dreadfully need a mental health day, I’m going to brave it out one more day so 1/ I can run off stuff for a sub tomorrow 2/take off Friday so I can have 3 blissful days without my beloved students while I regenerate.
I doubt they will even miss me.