At night, and my internal daily news show is running, recapping the high- and low-lights of the day runs, I have found myself frustrated at what shows up.
The good kids - the ones who come in and do their work quietly and respectfully - rarely cross my mind. It's the pricks, the ones who felt it their duty to be obnoxious, disrespectful, and otherwise a pain in the ass whose antics are run over and over and over and over again in my head.
To be fair, I have a far more good kids than bad. And even the so-called "bad" ones really aren't bad. Generally kids who act up will have their good days, and things will be smoothed over, as we both get a broader picture of each other. However, there are a few kids I've had run-ins with who I don't have in class, and that's unfortunate, because we have limited interactions upon which to base our opinions of each other.
I really enjoy my job. I have great coworkers, and, contrary to some of the bitching I have done (and will continue to do) on here regarding some of the idiots which cross my path daily, I have great students. Out of the 120 or so students I have (and have had) in class, I have open issues with 3 of them. Not bad at all. So why do the conflicts stick out in my head, while the good kids are nowhere to be seen?
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
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"So why do the conflicts stick out in my head, while the good kids are nowhere to be seen?"
Because anything that happens effortlessly, including our skills and talents, tend to go unnoticed. Such it is with the kids who are "good." Nothing to ruminate about. That with which we struggle is what gets our attention. Human nature, go figure. Maybe it's because our growth and learning most often come from struggle. And maybe our greatest lesson is to learn how to not struggle. You know: "Don't sweat the small stuff. And it's all small stuff."
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