The rantings of a teacher who retired from the classroom but not from education.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Stressful For Me Too
I love my night class. For once, I have a room full of motivated, hard working students who are rarely absent or late. They come to class prepared and have to be thrown out at 8:20 when the class ends. But, they are also some of the worst math phobics I have ever met. One told me she is seeing a dermatologist for hair loss which started when the term started. Several others cry whenever we start a new topic, watery eyes caused by the stress of believing they will not understand. One, who spent hours in the math lab and knew everything handed in a blank paper. She just couldn't focus on the problems on the sheet. I wish I had a degree in psychology to help me help some of these people.
Last night was the worst. I handed back papers and watched one of my favorite students fall apart when she saw her grade of 58. As her tears fell, mine fell as well. It took a while, but I finally calmed her down and convinced her that her hard work and perseverance would win at the end and she would pass.
I love this class but I so can't wait until it ends. I never thought teaching motivated people could be this difficult.