I just finished my second day of classroom observations in middle school, and I can't help but laugh. Kids at this age totally crack me up. I remember my days in middle school (I'm so old it was called Jr. High at that point) and all the drama that ensued. Apparently not much has changed since my day. I overheard a conversation between a female student and her teacher, proclaiming how one female student was ruining her life because she had accidentally stepped on this student's cell phone. I believe the victim of the cell phone stepping called this girl's mother a skank, and told her not to stand so close to her because she's just a jealous lesbian.
My goodness.
What is wrong with girls these days? Why the endless drama? I know they're at the age when hormones are running rampant, and boys are a new hot commodity, but still. It's out of hand. These girls need to truly chill out...it's just not worth it. I wish I knew then what I know now...life would be so different. I truly feel that if adults were to guide these adolescents and tell them there's so much more to life than petty Jr. High drama, ridiculous run ins like this wouldn't happen. I feel for them...they have no idea that there's so much more to life.
I also like to play a little game with myself as I sit in these classrooms observing. I like to look at each kid, and try to determine what kind of adult they will become. You've got the obvious ones; the quite nerdy type who will more than likely follow along that path. You've got the outgoing comedian...who....well...turns into me. You've got the goody two shoes, which to be quite honest, I haven't seen a great deal of. It's amazing to sit back and watch these kids...and see how their behavior translates into the adult world.
I'd love to sit and write novels about this, but I have my own classes to attend in just a few hours. In lieu of that, I'm going to take a nap before I leave. I should be studying and starting my numerous papers, but I'm just not feeling it right now. There's something about sitting in an endlessly flooded basement that detracts from any sort of progress, ya know?
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You can tell them that there is more to life, but they won't believe you. I've tried to tell my sister about a billion times.
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