I emailed home about one of my students misbehaving on Friday. I just got back an angry, ranting email from the student about how upset he is that I emailed his mom, and how he wasn't doing anything wrong and it's not fair, etc, etc.
I hate that I can't convey to the student how much I care about him and his success.
This is why I'm so worried about being a teacher. Sometimes you can care too much. I'm worried I just won't be able to deal with kids/parents not liking me and my methods. Ugh.
My dad is still doing the cat cage thing. Only this time it's not a 'normal' cat cage. He wants to put the cat in his room while he's home and when he's away he wants to put him in Gwen's crate. Granted, it's big enough for the cat to walk around because she's a pretty long dog but....I'm pretty sure Charlie will be pissed. I can just imagine him yowling and scratching everything within range. My dad's deaf so he has no idea how loud his cat is/can get. I get sick of my dad's 'Wtf?' ideas sometimes.
Also of him randomly saying hurtful things to me. Over the past two days he's made me cry three times. I was putting some of his things away in his closet and came across some notes my Nanny (grandmother) had written as she was dying. I told him that I found them and how I know we all miss her. His first response is "You didn't throw them away did you?!" I don't know what I've done to him to make him think such an awful thought of me. It really hurt my feelings.
He also mentioned how I've never appreciative of him letting me stay in his house. I thank him often and bite my tongue constantly. I realize I'm lucky and that's why I don't have everything my way. He just says he doesn't mean the things he says.
Yeah, okay, that makes it all just fine. Next time you say I have no heart because I'm not crying in front of you about my dead grandmother, I'll just try to remember that.