You are
awaken at 5 am by the blast of the alarm clock that is now on your cell phone
for there is no need to have those old alarm clocks that when they used to go
off you’d thrust in bed. Nowadays it starts goes off low and gradually gets
louder, similar to the way your mom used to wake you up on those lazy Sunday
mornings to go to church. On this
particular day you wake up in tears with an empty feeling in your chest so
awful that it hurts. What is the origin of this feeling, a bad dream, a good
dream that ended because you woke up, or the simple fact that you miss someone
who is not here any longer? Whatever it may be, you need to shake it off for
the morning has started and you need to face a long day of dealing with other people,
who have nothing to do with what emotions are bursting inside of you.
You get in
your car and as you drive off you realize that you have forgotten some things
at home and if you go back to get it you will end up without a parking spot and
traffic will certainly jam up. Therefore, you try to shake that off too and
keep on going.
You reach
your destination and at the very first class of the day you are hit in the face
with a handful of disrespect. You clearly state that students cannot enter
after the bell has rung and they could care less and just ignore what you
requested and break the school rules as if they are the owners or the rulers.
Mind you, to them this is ok for they are standing at your door anyway. So, you
decide that you are going to let this go by too, but before you make sure that
they are clear of what has just happened and why your mood has swung.
Moving on you
then realize that no one has done what had been assigned and no one wants to do
it either, because they have a Math test and since they have not understood
what goes on in that subject during the whole semester and all of a sudden they
think that they can learn everything there is to be learned on the subject
during your class, a few minutes before the time of the test.
Bell rings
and the second class starts. Your mood improves a bit because it is a pretty
awesome group and the previous classes had been neat. (Neat, pretty old word to
use, perhaps because it expresses the feeling of this writer on a day like
today.) They come stumbling in; at least they greeted you, unlike the previous
group. All of a sudden a verbal fight starts; harsh words, ugly words and
aggressive tones of voice all at the same time. Although the group is small, it
seems like you are in a soccer stadium waiting for a final championship match
to start between Sao Paulo and Palmeiras.
Stunned and in
awe you simply ask them ‘Should I interfere or are you guys just throwing
around these sweet words for free this morning to cheer me up?’ They stop,
stare at you, some giggle because it is an awkward situation and they are
embarrassed and others try to answer your question, which does not need to be
answered.
All of a
sudden a voice comes from within and says ‘Stop fighting this tide and just let
it go by. If they do not feel like doing anything, just don’t.’ But how can it
be? How can you not do what you have planned? Do they not realize that you have
a class plan that you have spent some hours of the previous day working on it
and planning it? Then again, they are kids. You are the one who is the adult,
you have to set the example and not given in to their laziness. However, you
are a human too and on a day like today you really do not wish to move a finger
on the matter.
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