I've since realized that the phrase, "never in my life", shouldn't escape my lips....ever. I don't know how it happens but, just as soon as I am dead set against something, all of a sudden, through twisted circumstances I am staring that "something" right in the eyes.
And so...of course, I am a substitute teacher.
In case you have never entered a school as a substitute teacher let me share a few things about what I've picked up on in my three weeks of work.
- It is definitely as bad as it sounds.
- There are some bright spots, but they are few.
- Lots of kids hate substitute teachers just because they are substitute teachers.
- God gets me through the day, not my self-acclaimed wit.
- It is the closest feeling I've had to being invisible.
- High schoolers act like middle schoolers.
- A substitute has almost zero authority walking into someone else's classroom.
I still haven't figured out why semi-retired, 60-something year old ladies are the majority of substitute teachers. This would literally be the last place I'd want to spend a day when I am 60. I come home feeling like I've just been in a psychological battle all day, with a couple of sucker punches thrown in there at some point.
I hope I'm not crushing anyone's spirit who was planning on making a career out of substitute teaching. I'm just saying if that person is you, you might want to develop a back-up plan.