Today was the worst day ever with my algebra class. If the school wants to U rate me, that class will give them all the ammunition they need and I say, go for it!
I have tried talking to these kids individually, I've called parents, I've written letters home, nothing works for any length of time. I've tried having my AP calculus kids work with them. That too, only worked for a limited time.
Today, I gave up. I let them win. I can't fight them any more. There are so many of them and only one of me. Failure, especially in math, is something they are accustomed to, something they expect. I don't know how to reach them.
They aren't bad kids, they aren't criminal types or even overly disrespectful. They just prefer socialization to mathematics. I would love to get my AP's assistance with that class but he will just turn things around and blame me. I've done that route before and refuse to do it again. I've spoken to the principal about this class. I know he reads this blog and I am hoping he has a chance to help before its too late to save most of them.
I came home and had a visit with one of my new best friends (pictured above). 43 is a nice, vanilla liquor, extra soothing on a day like today.