A Place To Rest

I have 11 more days of students in the classroom, I cannot believe how fast it has gone by. It has been a tumultuous year with one teacher quitting abruptly and another out for three weeks. Each time I scampered around, rummaging through all of the resources I bought while I was manic so that I could teach the class. I have to admit it was fun to be in charge as a default.

I like to say if I wasn’t bipolar I could be a teacher instead of a teacher’s aide, but I don’t know that I am being completely honest with myself in that regard. I know that I am a good teacher, but I would want to be great. What holds me back is my behavior management, it is the one criteria that needs improvement on every evaluation I have. And guess what, it’s the most important thing! How can you teach if you can’t manage behavior? I know I am improving; I have had a great role model in the current teacher I work for, and she has been so positive in guiding me and encouraging me as I improve. I go back and forth between being so thrilled that “all I have to do” is be a teacher’s aide, as I bask in the lower stress, and experiencing glimpses of myself being the leader in the classroom. I always come to the resting place of just being happy where I am. There are periods of grief, but I no longer kid myself that it’s just the bipolar; it’s also a need for improvement in my skill set. And who knows? Maybe I will improve so much next year that being a teacher becomes a reality somewhere down the line.

4 responses to “A Place To Rest”

  1. Great you now have a good role model that is being helpful. Seeing improvements in oneself is such a positive!!! Good for you.

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    1. Thank you! I do feel this is a time of rapid growth for me, which is very pleasant ,as I am most often like a sloth in many areas of life. : )

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  2. It took me a second to realize behavior management meant managing the *children’s* behavior :D.
    I had to come to grips a long time ago that I had limitations in my working life. It wasn’t easy, and as I wind up what may be my last job, I felt a tinge of regret.
    I had to remind myself to look forward, instead of back. Because I made it through and adventure awaits!

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    1. Oh, yes, I was using teacher talk and not being precise. Your last job, wow, can you believe it! You definitely have a great adventure to look forward to!

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