Miss Teacher

It's only my second day and I'm already frustrated and worn out. It's hard to be a teacher. It's completely different from what I had before, college students; it's exciting yet frustrating.

I was thrown into a dungeon full of kids with no weapon in hand, trying survive all their attacks and deafening noise. I kept thinking that I didn't go to school for this and I didn't have the training to fight these little people. I was relieved when school's over.

Okay, I'm exaggerating. For other dedicated teachers, teaching is that that horrible as I described. It's not that terrifying, but really, sometimes it's frustrating. for instance, I have this understanding how energy can't be created or destroyed and this BIG IDEA can't go through this capillary funnel I'm using to fill these little people's head. I was frustrated when I tried to make them understand that friction caused paper to float in the air and 1 ton of cotton is not less heavy that 1 ton of iron! I really wanted to give up when somehow I came up with using bow and arrow as an example (they're popularity is high in this area, beating britney SPEARS)and they finally understood the basic concept of friction! I could hear Hallelujah Chorus sung in my head! They deserve a round of applause (yay!)

So that was my first day teaching. I'm about to sign a year contract so I can pay my way to MSc. in Forensic Science. Fuuuhhhh