Irritated Teacher.
OK, this has zero to do with Wealthy Affiliate. I just thought I would give you all an insight to my personality, and why my 17 year old son does not want me to go anywhere with him.
I am a math teacher, but my son did not get my mathematical abilities. Please bear in mind, we have only been in school three weeks. His algebra teacher called and asked me to come to his room yesterday after school. Well, I was thinking my son failed something and needed to retake it. To my surprise, the teacher wanted to teach me how to do quadratic equations. He actually said to me, "I know you teach special education math, but I feel you should know how to do these quadratic equations and teach them to your kids before they come to the high school."
Needless to say, I almost fell out of my chair. I immediately could feel my blood boil. I informed Mr. Teacher God, that I had not only a math degree, but also an English degree, Speech Communication and Criminal Justice Degree. I informed him I thought I was up there to talk about my son, but apparently, I was up there to be taught a math lesson. By this time, I am super agitated, and he knew it. He finally said, "I thought I could give you some tricks for your kids." Ha!
Well, my mouth got the better of me, and I said, "Not only can I come into your classroom and teach it properly, I can guarantee you more than 33% would be passing, and at least 85% would pass the state test." I promptly left because I do need a job.
Later yesterday evening, it occurred to me, he thought I knew less than he does because I do teach special education. I may have to go back up there today and let him know, in fact, I have to know more than he does because I teach special education. I have to know different ways to teach objectives, and make up some ways on the fly. I really should go back to see Mr. Teacher God, but my Principal won't let me. UGH!
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Oh the trials and tribulations of the education world....
Good you could vent here a bit, may have not turned out so good had you gone back to the teacher dude....Hang in there, it doesn't get better, but there is always the next school break to look forward to!
I did a practicuum for a Master's program in a secondary school setting many years ago in Pirmasens, Germany...My admiration for the teachers and support staff is undying to this day from that year!
Cheers!
Dave
: )
I understand you are quite touched in your pride, but as you are better educated than this godly teacher, you should sigh and shake your head 2 times and go stand far above it.
Besides that, isn't it his job to teach your son math?
apparently it is mine now, along with the other football players who gather around my kitchen table for supper and math help
Funny story. Seems to be more a personality thing. That is why we all remember teachers as either being "great" or a "bombastic ass", as was the case with this fellow. The world doesn't need all types, but unfortunately, we have them. Arguing with such a dolt would be pointless.
Oh I know, but hiding his car would be sort of fun........I know I won't do it, but I have seriously thought of other avenues to take that are much worse than my car idea.
I'm thinking about having some of the football boys from the offensive line hide his car....let him look for it for days....................lol
Thanks for sharing Stacia. I can relate, a minute ago, just before I read this post my son comes from school and shows me he scored 55% in a Setswana paper. I know I am in for it. His teacher told me to my face, she doesnt expect that because I teach Setswana. Be assertive and make her understand without stooping to her level.
It's even worse as you get older. My children say to me "Dad, did you know... etc" thinking I was born yesterday.
I once heard a saying 'There is no sense in getting older, without getting wiser' and I am glad to say I am still learning! (And teaching my 40 year old children) :-)
The one thing I learned from one of my sons was "Do you know how to use a sentence which includes the words 'And And And And And ' i.e.And 5 times? Well once I was given the answer, I was given the honor of the 'Master of Wit and Repartee' (I think NOT!) :-)
Roger
I think you sharing this with us may have released a bit of the pent up pressure that is obvious in the words. I am glad you shared with us before going back to tie him into triangles.
Well, he obviously jumped to the wrong conclusion! Oh my!
Regardless, I am handicapped.... had an eye removed at five, then some complications that kept me in and out of pediatric wards quite a bit when young. I have a "connection" to special needs kids and volunteer when time permits.
I simply want to applaud you for what you do. It takes a special person with a special heart.
Bless you and all you do.
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That's a funny story...even if you aren't laughing right now. You will laugh later :-)
It is a round world. I do understand how you feel. I work in a man's world, and still to this day, I have men offering to carry my tools, help me cut or drill something, and tell me what a nice wife I am to come to work and help my husband. The truth is that I have been in the trade longer than my husband has. LOL. It used to infuriate me, especially when I was young and still trying to prove something, but I have learned that humbleness is my best tool. I let them think what they think, but I know better. Without any effort from me, they usually end up wearing mud in some way. Since being older and wiser, the laugh is on them when I stand back and accept their offers to help little ol me.