Then the principal came in and fired me and told me my husband was coming to get me because I was a terrible teacher.” - Ange H. “I was reassigned to an elementary school to teach first grade (instead of high school), and I started crying when the students were asking about specials and hot lunch lines and I didn’t know any of the answers. Boxes and stacked up furniture were everywhere but my second graders still had to be taught!” - Diana B. “It was the first day of school and I hadn’t unpacked a thing. “I once dreamed that everyone at my school had microchips implanted in their arms except for me, and I had to hide the fact that I wasn’t chipped.” - Racheal K. “I got transferred to the high school and had to teach 267 kids in the auditorium with a chalkboard … French I!” - Alexandra W. Apparently had not shown up for anything till the first day of school so they had piled all the schedules and paperwork on a table. I got lost, was late, and hated the new building.” - Jamie S. Administration never sent me the letter so I showed up at my old school and then frantically had to find my new location as the minutes ticked by. “I got bumped to a school I had never heard of. Woke up in a panic, heart racing.” - Michelle D. “Last night I dreamed that I had lost my whole class in transition to somewhere and I couldn’t find them. They all gave me ugly looks and acted mad that I wasn’t there!” - Mary C.
“I dreamed that it was the first day and I had laryngitis and couldn’t talk! To make matters worse, I lost my class! I couldn’t find them anywhere! When I finally found them, the paras and other teachers all had them in my room doing a lesson. She was letting the students run around!” - Melissa S. “I had a dream that they put another teacher in my room with me temporarily and she kept trying to take over and do the opposite of what I asked of her. As I got to my classroom my kids we’re are over the place and the new assistant principal was in my doorway watching it all!” - Mary M. “It was the first day and I couldn’t find anything I had printed, I didn’t sharpen a single pencil, and I was late. We asked teachers to spill the scary (and hilarious) things keeping them up at night. The closer we get to going back to school, the more our teacher duties start creeping into both our waking and sleeping hours. Hours of blissful sleep unburdened by late night grading and early morning alarms seem within your grasp until … the teacher nightmares begin.
You dream about summer for months and then it finally arrives.
0 kommentar(er)
