Great Decision - made too late?
I definitely made the right decision to resign. Yesterday one of my persistent troublemakers was caught by another teacher bullying one of her students. We both had to try and calm her down and after much arguing, persuaded her to leave. Our manager marched her off to Student Services. She has already had over 3 warnings and should have been chucked out long ago, had it not been for the company's greed because they get paid for bums on seats.
She wasn't in today and apparently her father has been informed and she is on a final warning.(Really?) But too late.
One of my nice girls has already left for a good college in the town. Another really sweet girl told me today she is going there too after the March break.
"You go Oman, Miss. Omani people nice. This bad college. Crazy students, Miss. Bad students. This business, not college."
Got it in one.
Yesterday I sat down for the first time with her and another very quiet student to give them extra help. I felt really guilty I had not done so before - my time and energy has been taken up with the disruptive ones.
Today I gave them a class test under exam conditions and told them they needed to practice following the rules as they have been so bad in previous tests. (Cheating, talking, arguing etc) I told them the results were not for me but for them to see where they need to study more for their big exam next week. I caught two erasing each other's answers and writing in the correct ones as we went through it afterwards.
Despair and die!
I had a quick look at one of the admin tasks I've been avoiding. A 4 page pile of rubbish to be completed for every student. (27 in my class) I felt brain strain coming on and closed the file quickly.
Another teacher walked out of her class today.
Only one more teaching day - I told the few remaining students left this afternoon they could bring in food and have a party.
Can I survive another 6 hours locked in the nursery?
I can't even imagine getting on the plane and out of the prison camp next week. I've become institutionalised in my highly paid borstal, like the cons who re-offend as they can't cope with freedom.
Help! Maybe my resignation has come too late to save my sanity!
She wasn't in today and apparently her father has been informed and she is on a final warning.(Really?) But too late.
One of my nice girls has already left for a good college in the town. Another really sweet girl told me today she is going there too after the March break.
"You go Oman, Miss. Omani people nice. This bad college. Crazy students, Miss. Bad students. This business, not college."
Got it in one.
Yesterday I sat down for the first time with her and another very quiet student to give them extra help. I felt really guilty I had not done so before - my time and energy has been taken up with the disruptive ones.
Today I gave them a class test under exam conditions and told them they needed to practice following the rules as they have been so bad in previous tests. (Cheating, talking, arguing etc) I told them the results were not for me but for them to see where they need to study more for their big exam next week. I caught two erasing each other's answers and writing in the correct ones as we went through it afterwards.
Despair and die!
I had a quick look at one of the admin tasks I've been avoiding. A 4 page pile of rubbish to be completed for every student. (27 in my class) I felt brain strain coming on and closed the file quickly.
Another teacher walked out of her class today.
Only one more teaching day - I told the few remaining students left this afternoon they could bring in food and have a party.
Can I survive another 6 hours locked in the nursery?
I can't even imagine getting on the plane and out of the prison camp next week. I've become institutionalised in my highly paid borstal, like the cons who re-offend as they can't cope with freedom.
Help! Maybe my resignation has come too late to save my sanity!
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