I’m losing it, dudes. I don’t know if “doing it all” is quite my speed. I’m usually more sloth-like motivated when it comes to being busy. The idea of being highly occupied with more than one really important thing sounds like something that might come with rewards, but I usually regard those kinds of notions with a wary-eye-sneaking-around-my-bag-of-Cheetos-caution/disdain. What was I thinking believing I could do this. I don’t know if I can teacher AND student.
Following is how awesome I’m playing the part of Grad Student Teacher.
1. I failed my first paper, because, apparently, APA format expectations are pretty particular. Who knew people cared about spaces and margins so damn much.
2. I forgot to wear deodorant twice this week. Twice. I assumed it was my students’ stinky feet or their eau de P.E., but no. It.was.me.
3. I couldn’t, for the life of me, recall how to spell the word, ‘expiration’ during guided reading. My students kept saying that and not the correct word, ‘expedition’. I had a great discussion planned to compare the two, but then came my epic brain toot. Because, being the teacher-who-has-no-clue wasn’t enough, the area superintendent, visiting principals, and the vice principal were there to witness, and take notes on, my utter ineptness. I.can’t.even.
4. I wore my only-if-I-run-out-of-the-good-stuff-mascara on accident and looked like Amy Winehouse after a 3-day bender for most of the day.
5. I failed to read the weekly emails from my principal, and somehow missed all of the millions of student-made, misspelled signs, hanging up all over the school advertising school spirit week. My students had no clue it was sports day this past Monday. I’m.the.worst.teacher.ever.