I know I'm at work
Aug. 21st, 2014 10:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lietuveens...but I'm not really working. After the long summer break one has to GET USED to the thought of being at work again. I tried to make myself comfortable with this thought last week and this week, I even visited school a couple of times. Yes, visited - because I didn't do any work. And I couldn't, honestly! The repairs are still going on, dust and workers everywhere. And my room's full of equipment from other rooms, looks like a safe. This week all my buckets are back, but my blackboard cloth isn't. The blackboard has been cleaned, though! Still had Past Simple schemes on it since June.
Mom says: "Surely you miss children." No, I don't. That's what they all say - I must love children. But I don't. People should really stop imputing me emotions I don't have. You don't have to love arthritic blood vessels, broken bone crumbles and tumors to be a surgeon, so why do I have to LOVE children to be a teacher? I enjoy working with them, true. I prefer working with children to working with adults, that's about it.
Mom says: "Surely you miss children." No, I don't. That's what they all say - I must love children. But I don't. People should really stop imputing me emotions I don't have. You don't have to love arthritic blood vessels, broken bone crumbles and tumors to be a surgeon, so why do I have to LOVE children to be a teacher? I enjoy working with them, true. I prefer working with children to working with adults, that's about it.