Causes of this weight: I was called a "f***ing b****" to my face on Monday. Long story, which I won't get into. I am not an ESL teacher, and yet, 1/2 of my students are English Language Learners. I have no idea what I'm doing. Many students cannot write a complete sentence if you ask them to. I fear for my kids' futures. I am afraid most of them will not be very successful in this world. I fight them. I fight them every day to do their work, do their work, do their work. Try. Try. Try. Look at this. Notice this. See how cool this is? A few do. Most don't. They want to leave class. They don't want to be here. They skip. I hear them talking about this girl getting pregnant, and that guy dropping out, that "b****" and this "hoe." They like me, sure, but are they learning anything that is going to benefit them in the lives they choose for themselves?
I'm required to teach them persuasive writing, but how can I teach them the pieces of an argument and require an essay if they cannot construct a well-written sentence? I know that it requires building blocks. I know that I have to start with what they can do and be careful of slipping into the habit of looking at what they can't do. But when your job is to teach these students English, and they can't, you try being 'positive Polly.'
How do teachers do this for 40 years?