More Confessions Part Two

So when we left off, I was about to have my first epiphany.  This epiphany occurred during my third period class while we were discussing Chunk Tests again.  I was trying to explain the importance of doing their best on it when one student brought up the last Chunk.  They said I had graded them unfairly.

I sat there puzzled for a moment, then asked them if they really thought I graded them low because I did not like them...I do my best not to have favorites, and I always give them benefit of the doubt, so I had no idea how they thought I didn't like them...They didn't.

Their argument was that I graded them unfairly because I graded them like "Pre-AP 10th graders."  I sat there flabberghasted for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry.  I thought I taught Pre-AP 10th grade.  Was I mistaken?"  That's when my first epiphany hit.  1.) They were angry about their previous scores and wanted to complain about them.  2.) Nothing is ever their fault.  3.) They know just what to say to hurt my feelings and have no problems saying it.

I realized then that I can't let them get me down because that's what they want.  If they make me feel like a horrible teacher, I will give up and either quit, or quit trying as hard.  That was when I decided they would not make me feel bad again.  I am a good teacher.  I can survive the year.  I am the teacher in this classroom, and I will be in charge.

What will happen next?  Who will win the war of the Classroom?  What will Becca's next epiphany be?  Find out tomorrow on "Writings of a Modern Day English Teacher".  :)