I had my first job observation today.
They said I'm not mean enough.
ME!
NOT!
FUCKING!
MEAN!
ENOUGH!
Can you fucking believe that?
A good friend said, "Welcome to the south, love."
I'm feelin' it.

I feel two ways about this.

1.) I know the kids are a little out of control right now. But I feel very strongly that working towards QUIET is not a great goal. Quiet does not always equal learning. Working together towards a classroom environment that is conducive to learning is my goal.

2.) In talking to LAMB, I realize that a certain amount of discipline is necessary. I hear the way that some teachers talk to the kids, and I cringe. But, as a teacher, I have to say that it is hard to break a habit that has been set by parents. If they yell at their children to communicate with them, chances are the kids will respond to yelling, and will yell to communicate. It takes longer than two months to break that cycle. Which is where I am.

I don't particularly enjoy being viewed as incompetent, which is what I felt was coming across, since she's "not writing this one up." But she'll be in next week.

*sigh*

I knew that aptitude test said I should've been a model scout for a reason.

Hello? Ford Models? You hiring? I paid 50 bucks for this test and THEY SAID...