As a Mama, I get it. There is a point...where all your patience has been depleted and the frustration level has been met. Your voice raises a level (or two), your breathing starts to race, and your done...you have nothing left. I've been there...I get it.
But, as a teacher...I cannot accept it. I've heard moms talk about their childrens' teachers as screamers or non-screamers. I think about my own soft-spoken, easily spooked 5 year old, being a pupil in the midst of a screamer. I cannot imagine it.
And what are they screaming about? Behavior? Assignments? How do the students react? Do they fear their teacher? How do your own children react and does it change their outlook on school?
But, as a teacher...I cannot accept it. I've heard moms talk about their childrens' teachers as screamers or non-screamers. I think about my own soft-spoken, easily spooked 5 year old, being a pupil in the midst of a screamer. I cannot imagine it.
And what are they screaming about? Behavior? Assignments? How do the students react? Do they fear their teacher? How do your own children react and does it change their outlook on school?
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