More than two months have passed since I started teaching in 2nd grade. Frankly, it was easier being an engineer than a teacher. I used to work 14 hours a day in my previous life but once I was home, I would turn my mind off from work. Once at home, I would be the last one my manager would call to fix an issue because he knew I don’t like that idea of working after calling the day. Now I am a teacher, a primary school teacher as I proudly like to say, and I am facing a severe crisis managing my personal and professional life.
I have sometimes very difficult choices to make – walk down three storeys to open the knob of water tank to have some running water in my house versus check the phonics paper and enter data. To go for a run versus making a lesson plan for next week. Look for the maid because she didn’t turn up last two days versus making a schedule for extra classes. Teaching 8th graders English because they wish to learn that versus making a database for school administration. Creating worksheets according to school syllabus versus making assessments according to EI standards. Spending Sunday to assemble my cycle versus taking printouts for next literature lesson. Call to my parents versus presentation for my students parents.
Lots of threads are currently running in parallel – managing classrooms, investing parents, investing school administration, setting up classroom, planning assessments and getting them printed, analyzing data and figuring out which objective is not yet mastered, maintaining a proper learning gradient for brighter kids as well as the emergent-level kids.
This makes this whole experience hard. As a 2nd year TFI fellow pointed out the other day,if everything seems to be IMPORTANT AND URGENT then you are not managing well. Guilty as charged. For me, it is becoming increasingly difficult to streamline all the threads. I don’t know what keeps me going but I ain’t qutting. I am not calling the day yet. The more I do, more I wish to do.