Oy, I've been so irritable for the last week! Here's the quick rundown of what has chapped my hide:
- Other departments (I'm looking at you, Science and Social Studies) treating English teachers as writing coaches for their students, without even bothering to give us a heads up. Our students started showing up in our classrooms with their papers for their other classes, saying that their teachers had told them to come to us if the Writing Center was full.
- English colleagues who show up at our department meeting wanting the rest of us to reiterate in person all of the comments that we had written up before the meeting. They didn't even realize that the rest of us had written up these comments, despite the fact that we were all sent a Google Doc and asked to fill it in.
- A good idea by two department heads that became in execution an obligation to do tedious data entry for well over an hour. I wouldn't mind if I thought it was going to wind up changing something in our respective departments, but I'm fairly sure it won't.
- Seniors who are filled with senioritis. I know this goes with the territory, and I need to get over it, but I'm not the only teacher who has noticed it's particularly bad this year.
- Plus, other stupid shit, the ongoing irritants of communal life.
- And matzah gives me terrible abdominal cramps. Bread of affliction, for real.
Okay, but enough of that crankypants griping. The annoying department meeting is over and done with. I spoke up in a direct way to the other departments who were treating us as their writing coach lackeys, so at least I'm not stewing in silence, nor engaging in passive-aggressive pissing. (I also complained to my department head about it, but I don't think she'll do anything about it.) And I only have the seniors around for a couple more weeks before senior projects.
Here's what's good:
- I watched Spotlight tonight, and it was amazing.
- There are less than 5 weeks of classes left.
- Next year I'm teaching juniors instead of seniors, and I'm doing all of the AP English Language, which means I don't have to coordinate with anyone else.
- There's an end in sight to the grading. (That goes along with the less than 5 weeks of classes bullet, but it's important enough to deserve a bullet of its own.)
- My 9th-graders are still pretty darned cute, even seven-plus months on.
- I spent all of Sunday working, but it was actually great: Several students from our GSA went with me and my co-advisor to an LGBTQ high school conference the next state over, and we had a great day. Sure, it was an almost 12-hour work day, and I started the week having had essentially no weekend, but who cares?
I've decided that the single best recipe for getting over irritability is getting plenty of sleep. I was in bed with a book at 8:30 tonight, and I'm not going to be much behind that tonight. It's going to wind up taking me two weeks to grade a small assignment for my freshmen, but that's just the way it is. I'm only human.
So that's enough crankypants complaining from me. The time has come to brighten up.