- these year 9s do not like this
- they will not want to take my subject again
- as an option subject my numbers will suffer
- there wont be enough students to make my (or someone else's job) viable.
- and then the world will end!
OK - so maybe I have gone a little far on that last one. Maybe I have gone a little far on them all. So why do I get so panicked when I believe that it isn't working? Well - the thing is, I don't choose to. And when I get to that place it is pretty hard to back out and carry on without pressing the reset button (usually something like having a sleep or doing something completely different) - and I did not have the option for that last night. I should probably give you more info - I didn't wail in front of students and beat my fists on the floor. I excused myself as fast as I could and had a wee cry in my locked office. But a colleague, a student AND a parent all saw me. Oh the shame.
Ideally - these meltdowns wont happen as much as I get more experienced as a teacher. But I also hope that my passion and heart in my subject does count for something. That I am opening up students to a greater variety of experiences.

