The workload is unbelievable. This was my first year. The crap I went through in college should have made me not want this job, but I never saw myself doing anything else. Grading papers is pure torture for me. I want it all out of my life. It makes me want to lay in bed and do absolutely nothing. I don’t know how I manage to get out of bed every morning. I hate mornings. I don’t want to live to see another morning. I don’t want to hear any more “good mornings.” No more. I don’t know why I have this job. I love what I teach and I love my kids, but I wonder if it’s worth it. How am I even still here?
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What about grading papers is torture to you? The essays?
Loving what you teach and enjoying the kids is a big plus.
Please don’t feel you have to answer, but what ages are “your kids”?
I have a terrible experience with teaching too. I loved what I was supposed to teach and loved the kids but i just didn’t have it in me to manage a class. The worst part was that I liked it when they wouldn’t pay attention. Cause deep down I knew how absurd the whole thing was and I wanted to be at their age again to give zero eff to everything.
What subject did you teach? And what does ‘experience with teaching’ mean? Not a state licensed teacher but taught at a private school? Taught briefly?
Art. I was a highschool teacher for a year. And yes not licensed and taught at a private school.
Maybe you could try to get in at a private school? They pay better, so a thankless job is a little less miserable.
I wasted 4 years doing a teaching degree before discovering I simply wasn’t up to the task. I had a breakdown during my final teaching practice and I haven’t really been the same since. It was a bloody living nightmare.
Give it up.
Yeah. Become a bricklayer like me. Jk try being a comedian