Dropped the ball
best place to buy provigil online 2018 A little over three years ago, I quit teaching in the face-to-face world. I was hugely pregnant with my second child, and I could barely walk. My husband and friends urged me to go ahead and take the remainder of the school year for my maternity leave. Spring Break was late that year, so the timing was pretty decent.
I worked my tail off to get the assignments ready for my students. I had Advanced Placement English Composition and Newspaper. http://echem-eg.com/under-construction/ My substitute was one of my own favorite teachers from my high school years, so I knew the kids would be in good hands. I also knew I just had to get off my feet and relax before the Animal was born.
From the very comfortable, large chair in my living room, I tried to continue teaching my AP kids. I created videos and graded papers. I answered emails and hoped to give them a little more help before their very difficult AP test.
The Newspaper class kept rolling right along with our weekly broadcast. I had left this in the hands of my very capable editor (who, by the way, is now in film school). They completed assignments electronically, and I did my best to give them journalistic experience the best way I knew how.
I had a little over a month to prepare for my baby’s arrival. But to this day, I still feel like I let those students down — that I dropped the ball on their education.
To this day — some three years later — I still regret having to leave my classroom babies. I know they are fine and off in college or the military and being beyond successful. I still talk to a few of them and see them in person from time to time. And I know that I made a great decision to be able to teach from home and take care of my biological babies. But every now and again, I worry that I really did let go too soon, and perhaps I wasn’t the best teacher that year. In fact, I’m pretty sure I wasn’t.
Have you ever “dropped the ball” on something and realized even years later that you still feel guilty?
Oh…I’m so sorry! Making decisions during pregnancy is one of those things where no matter how perfect the decision was it will always live in a hazy place memory-wise. I understand how you feel. When I decided to step back from the workplace entirely, well, I still have late-night wake-up terror sessions. Thank you for a great post!
Thank you for making me feel like I’m not alone. You’re right. Pregnancy decisions are super hard. But, this was one of the best we ever made, really.
You took care of those kids as best you could at the given time. And you were taking care of yourself and your own kids, too. You do the best you can, with what you have, where you are. And then just keep on going!
Thank you for this. You are right. I did what I could when I could. I just often wish I could have had some live classroom via computer meetings! Thanks for stopping by!