Welcome to another round of Throwback Thursdays, folks! For those of you who are joining us for the first time, here's the rundown.
TH 6/13 A memory of learning to drive, your first car or the early driving days.
TH 6/20 Elementary school crush
TH 6/27 Throwback birthday
TH 7/4 Throwback fourth of July
TH 7/11 First job
TH 7/18 Moving away from home
TH 7/25 Memory of one or both of your parents from childhood
TH 8/1 Favorite summer vacation
TH 8/8 Childhood friends
TH 8/15 First kiss
A SUMMER OF THROWBACK THURSDAYS
BLOG STYLE
Here's how it works:
Every Thursday through August we'll be throwing it back here at thelifeofbon.com. We want to see pictures of course, but we want the stories that go behind those pictures even more! And because I'm a total control freak, I've even mapped out a nice little schedule for all of us. I figure the prompts will make it easier to come up with something to write about every week.
TH 8/22 Memory of a high school teacher or high school class
TH 8/29 Back to school memory
Guess what, guys? Today is the last day of my Throwback Thursday. I know it was supposed to go until next week, but freak, people, I do what I want! I feel too restricted by the prompt and I find myself not looking forward to my Thursday posts which is definitely a bad sign. In addition to that, this Thursday and next Thursday's prompt were basically the same, so I'm just combining them and ending the whole shabam. It was fun while it lasted, no doubt, but I want my Thursdays back!
Since the topic today is memories of a high school class or teacher I first want to share my memory from today. In other words, I want to talk about the here and now for a second so humor me, will you?
Today was a rough day for me. I feel myself really struggling to feel at home at the school, with the students, and with the faculty at my new school. I don't have the confidence I did at Copper Hills, and I know that part of that is just adjusting to the school, and giving it time, but it is frustrating to me.
The students aren't helping any. They have no respect for me. I can feel them staring at me asking "Who are you to try to teach me about English?" No one knows my name, no one has had me before, I'm just some nobody whose class they got thrown in.
I asked students to tell me a bit about their past experiences in English and one student wrote about his teacher last year, describing in detail what a fun and amazing teacher he was. Then, he added in a note to me- "You could learn a thing or two from him." Ouch. I thought about telling him that he could learn a thing or two from Copper Hill students about respect and common courtesy.
It's just I miss my little Copper Hills tikes so bad. I can't help but think of how they all whined and cried and begged me to stay when I told them I was switching schools. I can't help but think of who would have been in my classes had I stayed- smart kids, funny kids, kids I love. Not kids who come in and think I'm a joke and tell me to take some lessons from the other English teachers and then try to transfer out of my class first chance they get.
Sigh. It'll get better. It just needs time. In the meantime, watching hours of Kardashians to distract you from real life never hurt anyone, right?
Guess what, guys? Today is the last day of my Throwback Thursday. I know it was supposed to go until next week, but freak, people, I do what I want! I feel too restricted by the prompt and I find myself not looking forward to my Thursday posts which is definitely a bad sign. In addition to that, this Thursday and next Thursday's prompt were basically the same, so I'm just combining them and ending the whole shabam. It was fun while it lasted, no doubt, but I want my Thursdays back!
Since the topic today is memories of a high school class or teacher I first want to share my memory from today. In other words, I want to talk about the here and now for a second so humor me, will you?
My peeps at Copper Hills. Trying so hard not to miss them. It's not working.
Today was a rough day for me. I feel myself really struggling to feel at home at the school, with the students, and with the faculty at my new school. I don't have the confidence I did at Copper Hills, and I know that part of that is just adjusting to the school, and giving it time, but it is frustrating to me.
The students aren't helping any. They have no respect for me. I can feel them staring at me asking "Who are you to try to teach me about English?" No one knows my name, no one has had me before, I'm just some nobody whose class they got thrown in.
I asked students to tell me a bit about their past experiences in English and one student wrote about his teacher last year, describing in detail what a fun and amazing teacher he was. Then, he added in a note to me- "You could learn a thing or two from him." Ouch. I thought about telling him that he could learn a thing or two from Copper Hill students about respect and common courtesy.
It's just I miss my little Copper Hills tikes so bad. I can't help but think of how they all whined and cried and begged me to stay when I told them I was switching schools. I can't help but think of who would have been in my classes had I stayed- smart kids, funny kids, kids I love. Not kids who come in and think I'm a joke and tell me to take some lessons from the other English teachers and then try to transfer out of my class first chance they get.
