Yes, I’m a teacher, and this is that time of year where it’s all we can do to keep our own sanity and that of our students. I’m trying to cut Diet Coke out of my diet as well, which is a pretty good sized downer (as I’m sitting here, majorly jonesing for a diet ANYTHING).
But it goes deeper than just the students are being squirrely.
My dad’s meds made him extremely disorientated and groggy. He’d called and talked to a nurse in the surgeon’s office, and couldn’t process through that she wanted a phone number for him. She didn’t tell a higher up or call anyone else. This led to my brother having to make a mad dash at 9:30 PM on a Sunday night because my dad couldn’t get up the stairs to bed, because of his meds.
A couple of Saturdays ago, our cat got outside. This wasn’t a big deal because he typically would get bored/cold/whatever it is cats do, and come the front door. The problem was it was dusk when this happened, but it wasn’t a big deal. Except it was. He wandered down the road, and got hit by a vehicle in the middle of a night and died. Now, normally I’d be “awww” and move forward, but he was hit close enough an intersection that this wasn’t an accident (in my mind). Cars would be slowing down for the stop sign or just turning I buried him that Sunday.
I’m not a big fan of pandering. This year’s “Teacher Appreciation Week” just felt yucky, social media pandering to teachers, because the other 51 weeks of the year, I don’t feel all the love. My wife got some absolutely adorable gifts, which made me feel slightly better, but not much. If you want to appreciate teachers, give us what we need: respect for the profession, time to do our job IN school, and the ability to make the changes we see fit. Otherwise, empty platitudes do not one any good.
My daughter spent the last month of college couch surfing, staying with family, and stressing way too much over relationships because the university wouldn’t do anything. She was verbally assaulted (screamed at to the point others on the dorm floor heard through the walls) and the resident assistant did nothing. Her roommate was there and did nothing for her, and in fact, went behind her back and ruined other relationships. Now, I’ll be the first to admit, my daughter brings a special kind of drama where ever she goes, but this is time before finals. I don’t know both sides of the story, and don’t want to either. I’m glad she’s home, but she needs to decide what’s important in her life: the social aspect of college or the academics. Yes, a balance can be made, but it has to be hers to make. And right now, I’m not sure where she’d go. My wife and I spent WAY too much time worrying.
Yes, I’m a teacher, and this is that time of year where it’s all we can do to keep our own sanity and that of our students.
But it runs deeper.
As a friend of mine said: I need summer and I needed it yesterday.
But as another teacher friend of mine says at the end of each of his videos: We’re all in this together, man!
May 14, 2019 at 1:37 pm
I hear you on so many levels. Have actually started a blog post on Tired and Teacher Tired. Hang in there, we will make it to the end of the year
May 14, 2019 at 1:44 pm
We’ll keep on, keeping on. What else can I do? 🙂
May 14, 2019 at 2:06 pm
I am sorry you lost your cat and that other things are piling up to grow the #weary bigger and bigger. Sending some energy your way.
May 14, 2019 at 2:51 pm
Thanks! This was just a good way to get some of the ick out. It felt good to write this blog, just to get some of this out.
May 14, 2019 at 2:46 pm
Ouch. . . the weight of the world. And when it rains, it pours. I chalk it up to the need for sunshine and warmth. Gloomy, icky weather is not helpful in displacing #weary.
And I agree – one week of appreciation does NOT even begin to make up for the energy, $$$, and time expended all 52 weeks of the year. Not even a dent.
May 14, 2019 at 2:53 pm
>Gloomy, icky weather is not helpful in displacing<
Thankfully, we are warming up a little bit around here. Hopefully, it keeps going because I miss the heat! 🙂
May 14, 2019 at 3:00 pm
I hear you and I wish you better days which are surely on the way. This line >> “If you want to appreciate teachers, give us what we need: respect for the profession, time to do our job IN school, and the ability to make the changes we see fit.” Yes, yes, yes! Thank you especially for this.
May 14, 2019 at 5:20 pm
My husband always tells me that the last month is always full of drama and I just forget that until it rolls around again. It sounds like you’ve had more than your share of trouble of late. I’m sorry about your dad, your cat, and your daughter, perhaps not in that order. All equally important. When I feel like this, I’m glad I write and have writer friends with perspective. I have no perspective necessarily, but all the positive thoughts I can send. I hope for a beautiful sunny afternoon and a strong hug from that wonderful wife for you.
May 14, 2019 at 10:06 pm
Well, I’m sure the day added to the “yuck”
I felt, and I’m hoping for a quiet night and a sunny day for tomorrow. And yes,the writing helps. I always feel like to over share, but it feels good to get it all out.
May 14, 2019 at 7:26 pm
Ugh. What a tough time! I’m so sorry about the accumulating weight of weary, and hope that a happier equilibrium will prevail soon. Until then, keep on writing because that’s a surefire way to get rid of some of the “ick” and if nothing else, you feel good about having written. Thinking of you and sending all positive thoughts your way! Hang in there!!!
May 14, 2019 at 10:08 pm
I’ve read a blog about how someone processed through an event by writing. I’m feeling this is very much the same, it just feels better to get things out (though it may be too much information ). 😉 Thank you for the positive thoughts! The sun will come up and tomorrow will be a little better for all involved! 🙂
May 14, 2019 at 9:15 pm
Writing *can* be a good way to get a handle on the ick. Doesn’t make it less icky; just puts it in its place. At the same time, your slice spotlighted for me a bunch of caring relationships in which you’re integral. Hang in there, and consider treating yourself to a small diet something as part of a longer diet-changing game 🙂
May 14, 2019 at 11:24 pm
Ha! I did treat myself tonight, on my way down to visit my parents. It was quite satisfying. As for writing, I like how you that is “doesn’t make it less icky; just puts it in its place.” Right now, that’s exactly what I needed, for the feelings to be realized and put somewhere. I feel better, and will continue to write about them as this isn’t going away soon! Thank you for the wise words! 🙂
May 15, 2019 at 8:20 pm
🙌this spoke to me! I am a teacher…. but I just found out I’m pregnant but it’s too soon to share publicly, a student screamed at me and no one came to help, admin is opposing me on a situation instead of supporting or having a realistic explanation, we state tested all week, my grading deadline just moved up, and I’m tired of so much. Summer! Can you hear me?
May 15, 2019 at 9:09 pm
I hear you, big time! My hope is that summer is listening and gets here soon!
May 15, 2019 at 9:11 pm
And congratulations on your upcoming baby!! How exciting (I hope) for you!! 🙂