Tiny humans got me like....

I don't know whether to blame the

a. 🕕 change
b. the full 🌕
c. the group of children

This was the longest Monday in the history of substitute teaching. I may (this absolutely happened) have went to my car and said all the swear words on my break.

As many of you know about 6 months ago I started a job as a substitute teacher. I work 2-4 days every week in 5 different local school districts.

I have a couple of confessions to make:

First and foremost I really love my job, I have substituted for every grade level (K-12), special education, gym class and art/music a couple of times. I get all the hugs, kids draw me pictures, they make me laugh, they tell me about their families.

Secondly, some days this job is like really, really, really hard. I held the tiniest, cutest, little human today as he sobbed and yelled. I have no clue what his problem was....all I know is that he was having a horrible day, all.damn.day. Some kid informed me Friday "Just so you know, I hate you." . This was before the class had even started, he was mad about the lesson plan, it had nothing to do with me.
Another kiddo (9 years old) told me " I don't want to go home, my parents hate me.", I don't know if this kid really believed this, or if it's even a little true, but either way it broke my heart. I have been kicked, hit, a kid threw a chair at me once. I come home with all sorts of who knows what on my clothes. Some days I am completely "touched out", the smallest of humans I teach are very touchy, my face, my hair, my hands, my jewelry...

This job has made me smile big, but it has also made me cry. It is mostly a job I wish I would have found years ago, because it makes my heart super happie. It is sometimes a job that makes me feel absolutely defeated.

By the end of the day today (which felt a week long, but was actually only 7 hours) I had fixed my face and finished the day off.
Sidenote: To be fair to myself this is considered at the school to be a tough class, even the regular teacher has a ton of issues with them.

We all survived (yes even me). This is absolutely not a challenge to the universe to give me more days like today

A couple weeks ago....this happened

Maybe being a teacher is teaching me to be more patient, it's definitely teaching me to be less judgemental....

Hug your kids, and thank a teacher....

They are molding your kids along side of you.

All the love-
Ms. Krista