So right away today I had the opportunity to practice to stay positive. Hooray!
Here's what happened:
I got 1 (in words: ONE) hour of sleep because I worked till 0:30 (and a. still was only prepared for half my lessons and b. I couldn't even blame anyone because I had wasted my time before. Frustrating...)
And then I couldn't sleep because... I couldn't sleep. Till 3:30 in the morning. I think this is wrong. Especially when the alarm is set at 4:30; because I had forgotten to read the book I intended to finish with my 12th graders. Good thing God also loves the chaotic (I think we can find this in the Beatitudes)!
Anyways, so I managed to (almost) finish the book (not having a clue yet what I would be teaching about it an hour later, though), get out of the house ON TIME, caught my tram (party!!) to then miss my stop. I don't know how or why, but there seems to be this unwritten rule in my life that I just HAVE to miss my stops at least 3 times a month. So, actually I'm happy that I helped my statistics on only the 5th of the month!
Nonetheless, I somehow made it to class almost on time by ignoring the red lights (and also all the little students well-behavedly waiting at them as well as the fact that their parents might at this very moment be writing letters of complaint about my behaviour to my superiors). But you have to understand: I had to ignore the lights in order to reach the land beyond the barrier, the realm of my workplace, the country of enlightenment before the train came! (On time that is. On days I don't miss my stop I manage to be a role model. At least as far as the barriers are concerned.)
So there I was, in front of my class, two minutes late, sweating and still in my coat and ready to get to sleep still having no clue what I would do with them...
And here are the good things:
1. I SURVIVED!!
2. I did come up with sponteneous teaching ideas.
3. I did neither shout at nor bite any of the 130 students in my care today!
4. I stayed happy by really only taking one step at a time.
And today that meant: Not looking at the day (scary!), not even at the next lesson (still scary because unprepared in half of all cases). But only at portions of the next ten minutes.
I takes a decision (in today's case 1,526 to be exact) to stay positive and God's grace to get up again (you can't imagine how much I still swore and was bitchy and cranky and eeh! Where did I take the energy from to do THAT??)
Each day will take care of itself.
But honestly, it would make me happy if tomorrow did not offer so many chances to practice...
Here's what happened:
I got 1 (in words: ONE) hour of sleep because I worked till 0:30 (and a. still was only prepared for half my lessons and b. I couldn't even blame anyone because I had wasted my time before. Frustrating...)
And then I couldn't sleep because... I couldn't sleep. Till 3:30 in the morning. I think this is wrong. Especially when the alarm is set at 4:30; because I had forgotten to read the book I intended to finish with my 12th graders. Good thing God also loves the chaotic (I think we can find this in the Beatitudes)!
Anyways, so I managed to (almost) finish the book (not having a clue yet what I would be teaching about it an hour later, though), get out of the house ON TIME, caught my tram (party!!) to then miss my stop. I don't know how or why, but there seems to be this unwritten rule in my life that I just HAVE to miss my stops at least 3 times a month. So, actually I'm happy that I helped my statistics on only the 5th of the month!
Nonetheless, I somehow made it to class almost on time by ignoring the red lights (and also all the little students well-behavedly waiting at them as well as the fact that their parents might at this very moment be writing letters of complaint about my behaviour to my superiors). But you have to understand: I had to ignore the lights in order to reach the land beyond the barrier, the realm of my workplace, the country of enlightenment before the train came! (On time that is. On days I don't miss my stop I manage to be a role model. At least as far as the barriers are concerned.)
So there I was, in front of my class, two minutes late, sweating and still in my coat and ready to get to sleep still having no clue what I would do with them...
And here are the good things:
1. I SURVIVED!!
2. I did come up with sponteneous teaching ideas.
3. I did neither shout at nor bite any of the 130 students in my care today!
4. I stayed happy by really only taking one step at a time.
And today that meant: Not looking at the day (scary!), not even at the next lesson (still scary because unprepared in half of all cases). But only at portions of the next ten minutes.
I takes a decision (in today's case 1,526 to be exact) to stay positive and God's grace to get up again (you can't imagine how much I still swore and was bitchy and cranky and eeh! Where did I take the energy from to do THAT??)
Each day will take care of itself.
But honestly, it would make me happy if tomorrow did not offer so many chances to practice...
