Your work, it sucks.
You can carry that through your childhood
However it is you see fit.
You can heave it upon your shoulders
And let it grind you down
Until you’re drinking and hanging onto life
With fingernails that bleed with pain
And cry all through the night.
I think I’m going to start doing a little ‘is it OK?’ series, because I don’t seem to know what is right and what is wrong. I used to think I did, but as I’ve gotten further into my sobriety I’m actually not so sure. I think it may be because I don’t call people out anymore, but leaving them to their opinions can sometimes make me drop to the floor with shock.
I got told the other day that I was teaching badly because I didn’t shout enough at the students. The teacher said that I need to start telling the students that their work is rubbish and that they are going to do badly in their exams.
Now, I don’t like laziness but I’m also OK with a bit of low level chatter and I don’t like telling people in an aggressive way that their work is rubbish. I feel like I need to be a bit more diplomatic than that.
I may be really naive and the only way I’m going to get through to a Year 10 class is to shout at them, but I was always told that I wasn’t good enough and look at what a mess I’ve become!
I may be completely wrong, but I feel like I want to be nice and it worries me that to get a good report from this woman, I’m going to need to be less nice. Everyone is entitled to their opinion but it is making me feel a little bit sick, thinking about being a bitch.
I’m sure there are some out there that know the science and know that being nice is going to screw up these kids royally, but I’m sticking to my theory that we need a bit more kindness in the world. The last thing we need is more people going through the world thinking that they’re worth nothing because they didn’t understand Romeo and Juliet….