There comes a whole host of memories. It is both sad that so much is now past and gone, yet pleasant to recall your youth. You both regret the past, yet do not wish to begin your life again. Life has wearied you. It is pleasant to rest and look around. You remembered much. There were happy moments when the young blood boiled, and life was satisfying. There were also painful moments, irreparable losses. All this is now somewhere far distant. It's both sad, yet somehow sweet to immerse yourself in the past.
this little excerpt is someone's description of tchaik's 4th.
This is literally what I feel like after a day of teaching:
So yesterday was the first time students made me cry in class...in a BAD way. It was kinda embarrassing...but I couldn't control myself any longer. I'm usually pretty good about not letting the annoyingness of 3rd graders get to me. However...yesterday they reached the limit.
So at the end of the school year, each class has to perform a song at an assembly. Now you have to understand that the 3rd graders at my school are...ridiculous to handle. I am telling you..they are...OUTTA control. Anyhow...I spent a good amount of time thinking of what songs to teach them. I really wanted to pick something they'd like...not "lame, kiddy" songs, but at the same time has an uplifting message, which is kinda the broad theme I was given - "self-improvement." Anyhow...I figured 3rd graders like Miley Cyrus...right? Wrong. I learned this last week when I played the "The Climb" and all the boys in the class [the "cool" ones...at least] plugged their ears and made faces. Fine. I figured maybe Miley Cyrus is a little bit girly and teeny bopper...even for 3rd grade boys. So this week, I spent even more time pondering and searching for suitable songs, and came up with "Seasons of Love" and "Lean on Me." Pretty cool, right? Still....they hated it even more than Miley Cyrus. -.-
What really pushed me over the edge happened during the second hour of 3rd graders. I'd already had a OUTTA control first hour with the worst 3rd grade class in the world. Then the second class is usually my better class. However...this week, they decided they wanted to be little devils. So after playing them the songs...kids were giggling [i have no idea why...] and being overall annoying and disrespectful. One boy decided to raise his hand and said, "You only pick these songs because you like them. You don't think about what we like." I wanted to scream at them, I HATE MILEY CYRUS!!!!! But decided against it, since I was making them sing it. But seriously...the nerve of this kid. Then all the other kids decided to chime in, and started yelling out "Yeah, why can't we do rock n' roll?" and "Let's do hip hop!" "This stuff sucks." That did it. I was sooo frustrated that I started crying. The kids were silent then. After calming down, I explained why I chose these song...not because I like them. Then explained why I couldn't choose most of the "cool" songs...because 1) they aren't uplifting and wholesome/appropriate and 2) they're hard to sing along to. I asked if they knew of any wholesome hip hop songs. One kid mentioned soulja boy. 0.0 are you kidding me???? the worst thing is...after the whole ordeal...some kids still didn't understand. After my brief emotional breakdown and discussion, this one boy raises his hand and says..."so. can we do rock n' roll?" NO.
