I don’t like when a supervisor visits me. It’s not that I am lazy and ashamed of my work, but they made me feel like that, every single time. I don’t know why but when you get a visit, everything that could possible bad happen, it happens.
COMMENT otherwise. I need to know that someone got a good review.
The worst visit was this March. Like usual, I wasn’t expecting it. The class started and I don’t know what happened. It became chaos. Students were restless and uncooperative. I almost lost my marbles a couple of times. Of course, everything was my fault. I know that I did wrong in many things but I was so anxious that I didn’t know how to fix things. The harder I tried to fix it, the worse it got.
Of course, I have an awful review. I don’t even dare to post it. I’m so ashamed. I have never been so mad at myself in my life.
However, it made me think about this year. That’s what I love of observations:
- This year I have been working only on the copies. I am not happy, but I have to be in sync with the rest of my peers. I feel that copies restring you. I have to think in something else for next year.
- I need to work on my classroom managment tools. I have more control on my troublemakers since that day. Why I didn’t that day? It angers me
- I need to talk more English, regardless of my own impulses to explain in Spanish.
From this really bitter experience, you learn to be better.
I found this on Tumblr and I really like it. It’s true. So smile, tomorrow is another day. Another day to make my day!