What's up with Whatsit

Frustration

I work at the library at my school. Translation: I provide planning time for the teachers. Each teacher brings her class to the library for one hour. We have three classes each of Kindergarten through 5th grades and one Pre-K class. This equals 19 classes, so I spend 19 hours a week teaching instead of being a librarian.

I have very few problems with the children in the library, where most of the time the worst problem is talking. What goes on in the library stays in the library. I rarely ever send anybody to the office, which is across the hall. You would think this would be appreciated, wouldn't you?

Yesterday I had a little boy in First Grade to start being disruptive. He had to go. The rest of the children were sitting quietly waiting to be read to. He evidently had a problem before he came in the library because almost as soon as he came in he started. I have never had a problem with him before: I'm not sure what was going on yesterday. How it wound up was that when he got to the office he was yelling and fighting against me. The secretary told me she would take him and for me to go back to my class. He started fighting against her. I made a comment to the office manager that behavior like that in a first grader made me frustrated and tired, and perhaps I needed a new line of work. Somebody from downtown was within hearing range and told the principal what I said and I got in trouble.

No wonder teaching is such an unpopular profession.