I hate when I get mad.
Managing an 8th grade classroom can be so hard.
I hate when I get mad because I know what they need is love and positive encouragement.
Sometimes, the negative vibe of anger just makes things worse in the classroom.
I hate when I get mad because it’s not who I am. I’m most comfortable when I’m optimistic and having fun. That’s who I want to be for my students.
At the end of the day, the moments when I lost my cool or said something sarcastic play back over and over again in my mind and I wish I would’ve handled it differently.
I hate when I get mad because it doesn’t feel good for any of us. I know, whether they act apathetic or not, the students are happier when they’re doing their best and not upsetting me. Everyone wants to do well.
The anger comes from fear that I’ve lost control. What do any of us really control anyway? I know I need to teach by being a good example. Then, it’s their choice. “Be the change you wish to see in the world.”
I love my students. As much as I want them to succeed and I care about them, I also must take care of myself. If teacher’s not happy, nobody’s happy. Remaining calm, modeling love and positivity, even in the most challenging moments (disrespect, disruptions, unkindness towards eachother) is my work. My wish for all of us is peace.
So, I hate when I get mad. It feels like I’ve failed at what I believe in.