meeting expectations

The past week had been a hectic and tiring one. The new timetable wasn't doing anything to help the stacks and stacks of marking I should have completed during the holidays. Thank goodness tomorrow is Good Friday.

I think I'm a rather thrashy teacher. A little clueless, a little behind time, a little blur..and sometimes the lack of experience and knowledge in the area of literature takes a big chunk out of my confidence and credibility during lessons.

Some of my students are more straightforward and they tell me not so nice things in my face. I hate to give the excuse that I'm untrained because I feel it's a responsibility to do my best. I am. However, my students see it as inefficient and I'm not meeting their expectations. Sometimes, it feels terrible because it almost seems I'm giving excuses everytime I try to explain.

Just had Meet the Parents session until 9pm. Reached home at 2pm thinking I could have a good nap but received a phone call to go down at 430pm to get ready for it. Totally slipped my mind, and I took the chance to rest before heading down again.

The session was okay. Quite an eye opener. I still remember my own Meet the Parents session way back in secondary 2. I wasn't a particular good student, and I remember it didn't feel exactly fantastic to be grilled about stuff you didn't do in front of your parents and teacher.

Spent the entire time speaking and explaining to parents regarding their kids' performance in literature. It didn't feel too good failing three quarters of a class, and I had much explanation to do. I still have to settle the issue for giving double zeros to a particular kid who didn't hand up his assignments. However, the parents seemed satisfied with what I had to say.

Oh well..suffering from a headache at this instant..I don't get these often but I guess the previous week has taken quite a toll on me.