To learn or not to learn.

Well, I've hit the 'magic' number....6....that number where the pressure is on me (as if it isn't already)!!

Yes, that's the number that turned up tonight!  Gosh, was it something I said?

I know this is my first time 'out', and I'm on a learning curve, but I can't be that bad, can I?  I am assured by my mentor that this is relatively normal, and some may return next week, but it's very disillusioning.  And it's not doing much for my confidence either!

But as I said in an earlier post, I have to keep going back, and I will.  I had hoped they wanted to learn, as much as I wanted to teach them.  But obviously not.  Well, if they don't want to, then maybe I will learn something from this....

Math, I will learn math!  That will make me feel better, and less useless!  And then I will be able to write one of those brilliant riddle type questions which involve math, you know the type, (for example - If a man rides into town on a Monday, stays three days and leaves on Friday, how is this possible?)

Ah, that question, the one you could never get the answer to but the girl beside you would get it straight away, and even when she told you the answer, you still didn't get it.  And the girl in front of you would turn round and try to explain, and make you more confused.  And then the teacher would read it out again, slowly, while the rest of the class yawned, and you still didn't get it.  And then she would write the method and the answer on the blackboard in seventeen different stages, with diagrams, and you still didn't get it.  And all the class was held back, indignant, after the bell had gone, until you, the one person in the whole school who didn't understand, gets the answer right (in the end you actually just say you understand to save face!).  And then nobody would talk to you on the way home because it was your fault that everybody had to stay back after class was over, and missed the bus home....

Of course, that never happened to me, I always got the answers right straight away, that's why I am such a brilliant teacher now....

(PS...Friday is a horse!)