makes me wanna...

I can't really relate to teachers who drop out. Perhaps because I've got such a sweet deal: senior english all day long, good highschool, great town, great house, great friends. I have more than enough money (to live in the delta) and nowhere to spend it. I enjoy walking down the hall being greeted by students-- it gives me a sense of well being. I like the feeling of acomplishment that comes from droppihng a memo in somebody's box, or cleaning my desk. "Okay, I hate grading, I hate student apathy, I hate administrative red tape, but those things are fairly minor. I would like to make copies once in a while. What is the deal with limited copies? Is it that expensive? Is it about kindling faculty desparation...our departments share an amount and all I can say is we harbour a theif. This isn't about the environment, please. These people don't even recycle. grr.

Anyhow, there are a couple of TFA teachers I'm friends with. One of them has decided to leave, and another is seriously considering it. Before the school year even ends. Granted, neither of them seem to enjoy teaching, but I beleive that's just because they're going about it the wrong way, creating too much work for themselves, not being strict enough, grading every single thing, stressing out, taking things too seriously. Each day is a new day, no crisis is the end of the world, relax, enjoy it. If you're happy, you're more than likely going to be doing a better job. A great one, even.