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olorielOf course, after talking about the schedule being more reliable, I was bit completely in the ass by having to sub the last two classes yesterday, which took away the time I would've needed to get home before conferences to do at least some basic shopping or sth. Conferences dragged on until 18:15, with the result that I was away from home from 6:30 to 19:00. Joy.
Also, the substitute lesson was awful. They're the same 9th graders who, when they were 8th graders last year, proved too much to handle. Unexpectedly, they gave me hell. To some extent, I can understand it - they had written a math exam earlier in the day, and had been looking forward to cooking (and eating!) something nice in their home economy class, and instead they had to sit through theory assignments with me. Of course they were unhappy. But I'm angry and frustrated with myself that I couldn't get them to cooperate. They were allowed to chat amongst themselves as long as they also did their assignments, but instead, a couple of them decided to enter into a paper-ball battle that, in all honesty, went on until they themselves had tired of it because I couldn't stop them. Since it's not a class I usually teach, they know I can't really do anything about it - just note down their names and give them to their class teacher and leave it up to her discretion. "Oh, they never do that with me!" Thanks, good for you. I hate being so inefficient.
(Also frustrated with their home economy teacher, who left them such a boring and basic assignment. They're 9th graders. They must have gone through the food preparation hygiene shit three times by now. It's not fair to leave a poor sub dealing with the fallout of "but we knoooow all that! we've done it a hundred times!")
Today would be my free day - the last free day before my qualification classes at ZfSL start. Last week's free day was already consumed by professional development. Next week I'll have to attend parent-teacher conferences AFTER ZfSL classes. Officially, I should be at ZfSL today, but classes only start next week. The principal at ZfSL explicitly told me and the other trainee teacher that we shouldn't tell our school, because it was already officially a ZfSL day and we shouldn't have to do substitute lessons or anything else on that day, regardless of schedule. THEN our principal and the ZfSL principal talked on the phone for some reason and the latter told the former that we didn't have any classes today. Naturally, we now have to do substitute lessons today. (And just to make me happier, the teachers I'm substituting for haven't sent in any assignments yet. One class is 6th grade English, so I can treat them to the same Guy Fawkes Day nonsense I did with my own 6th graders yesterday. The other class? I have no clue.)
Fuck that noise.
It definitely isn't less work than journalism. It just gets paid better. (Not for the conferences, though. We don't see a single weary cent for the conferences, professional development or parent-teacher talks. Those are taken as given.)
To make me happier, I came home yesterday evening to the husband yapping that we didn't have ANYthing for breakfast. I will grant that he drove the kids to school (but not back; my father did that) and had a dentist appointment (INSTEAD of going to work!), but somehow I've got the feeling that he would've had more than enough time to go shopping. "Well I didn't know if you were planning to do it!" You could have sent me a text. "Then you would tell me that you don't have internet except in the teachers' lounge!" I spent most of the afternoon in the teachers' lounge. Also, breakfast stuff rarely has time to spoil in this household. The truth is, he thought of it as Somebody Else's Problem. That happens a lot these days.
Additionally, it's DARK all the time and GREY and WET and that's not exactly making me more stress-resistant. (Should be grateful. If it were dry, I'd have to help working on the garden wall.)
Also, the substitute lesson was awful. They're the same 9th graders who, when they were 8th graders last year, proved too much to handle. Unexpectedly, they gave me hell. To some extent, I can understand it - they had written a math exam earlier in the day, and had been looking forward to cooking (and eating!) something nice in their home economy class, and instead they had to sit through theory assignments with me. Of course they were unhappy. But I'm angry and frustrated with myself that I couldn't get them to cooperate. They were allowed to chat amongst themselves as long as they also did their assignments, but instead, a couple of them decided to enter into a paper-ball battle that, in all honesty, went on until they themselves had tired of it because I couldn't stop them. Since it's not a class I usually teach, they know I can't really do anything about it - just note down their names and give them to their class teacher and leave it up to her discretion. "Oh, they never do that with me!" Thanks, good for you. I hate being so inefficient.
(Also frustrated with their home economy teacher, who left them such a boring and basic assignment. They're 9th graders. They must have gone through the food preparation hygiene shit three times by now. It's not fair to leave a poor sub dealing with the fallout of "but we knoooow all that! we've done it a hundred times!")
Today would be my free day - the last free day before my qualification classes at ZfSL start. Last week's free day was already consumed by professional development. Next week I'll have to attend parent-teacher conferences AFTER ZfSL classes. Officially, I should be at ZfSL today, but classes only start next week. The principal at ZfSL explicitly told me and the other trainee teacher that we shouldn't tell our school, because it was already officially a ZfSL day and we shouldn't have to do substitute lessons or anything else on that day, regardless of schedule. THEN our principal and the ZfSL principal talked on the phone for some reason and the latter told the former that we didn't have any classes today. Naturally, we now have to do substitute lessons today. (And just to make me happier, the teachers I'm substituting for haven't sent in any assignments yet. One class is 6th grade English, so I can treat them to the same Guy Fawkes Day nonsense I did with my own 6th graders yesterday. The other class? I have no clue.)
Fuck that noise.
It definitely isn't less work than journalism. It just gets paid better. (Not for the conferences, though. We don't see a single weary cent for the conferences, professional development or parent-teacher talks. Those are taken as given.)
To make me happier, I came home yesterday evening to the husband yapping that we didn't have ANYthing for breakfast. I will grant that he drove the kids to school (but not back; my father did that) and had a dentist appointment (INSTEAD of going to work!), but somehow I've got the feeling that he would've had more than enough time to go shopping. "Well I didn't know if you were planning to do it!" You could have sent me a text. "Then you would tell me that you don't have internet except in the teachers' lounge!" I spent most of the afternoon in the teachers' lounge. Also, breakfast stuff rarely has time to spoil in this household. The truth is, he thought of it as Somebody Else's Problem. That happens a lot these days.
Additionally, it's DARK all the time and GREY and WET and that's not exactly making me more stress-resistant. (Should be grateful. If it were dry, I'd have to help working on the garden wall.)
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Date: 2019-11-06 09:45 am (UTC)I know the feeling! Well, don't have a garden wall, but I do know the feeling!
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Date: 2019-11-06 05:08 pm (UTC)That's terrible of the normal home ec teacher, though. I speak as an experienced sub, and leaving boring and obviously 'anything to keep them busy' sub plans, especially stuff they've already done to death, is a recipe for disaster. Should that happen again, maybe go off-plan and invent something more interesting? (Anything will do. I made up academic themed 'scavenger hunts' on several occasions. Most groups will work with you if something is novel and not clearly make-work.)
As for the husband, he's a grown ass adult, so if he wanted breakfast stuff, there was nothing stopping him...
Hope the day improves!