Monday, November 07, 2005

Meet the teacher...

If you only knew the things that are said in a teacher's lounge. I am truly glad parents don't hear some of the things we say about their little darlings (though we know full well they've said worse.) Come to think of it, I'm glad parents never hear the things teachers say about them. It makes me curious about what my daughters teachers say about my husband and I. I am probably better off not knowing.

I just got yelled at by a parent who thinks I hate their child. They think this because I am failing the child in two classes. To be fair, I do dislike their child, but that's not why they're failing. They're failing because they don't do any homework.

No, teachers do not like every student that comes into their class. We have those we like and those we don't. We're indifferent to a few. But we teach them all and try a little harder for the ones we don't like, because we feel bad that they're little turds. Sorry, but it's true.

And yes, I do a little "joy dance" when that child is absent. But I wait until my prep period. Cause I'm nice that way.

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