Its been over 3 months since my last blog post! WOW, crazy to think that so much has happened since then.
Since October, when my last post was published, so much has happened but I won't bore you with that but there are some cool pics to highlight the last 3 months.
So, what made me sit down and blog today? Well the title of this post should be a dead give away!
I have learnt many things here in the UAE, as highlighted in this earlier post, Lessons from the UAE but one thing I am still battling with is how frustrated I get with my students and the system.
Teaching English as a Second Language is NOT easy. I underestimated how difficult it was to get students to learn and at the same time keep them entertained and stop them from either killing each other, creating chaos or destroying things. Sounds bad, doesn't it? - well today was one of those days. I must admit that it probably isn't as bad as it sounds but today my frustration levels reached breaking point.
I always go the extra mile for my students by making sure that my lessons are fun, interactive and accessible to all - today was no different except the majority of my students were simply not interested in either doing the work/tasks/activities i had planned and were on a mission to just simply irritate me!
Now I know full well that allowing them to get under my skin is a problem that I have to somehow face, but why? Why should I care so much when they don't. Not for me, my classroom, my subject nor their own education. It often comes up in conversations with other teachers that we get frustrated because we care for the students and that goes for all of them, even those that grate our carrots day in and day out. We know that they can succeed, we know that they want to learn (??), we know they are capable but they have a very funny way of showing it!
I'm tired of having to tell kids to:
There has to come a time where the students must get so tired of hearing me say these things because I can tell you that if I have to tell Bobby* one more time to write the date I may just explode?
*Name changed for sake of anonymity.
I try so hard each day to not allow the small things, of which all of the above are, to affect me so much but I wasn't able to get that right today. I'm frustrated, angry, disappointed and dejected but it will be short lived because as soon as I walk onto campus tomorrow morning the biggest culprit will come running up to greet me with a massive fist pump and a bellow of "Hello Mr Crits, nice to see you!"