Fifteen

The only sour note yesterday was getting my class lists.  I only have two classes this year, and these are about the smallest I’ve ever had: one has seven students, the other eight.  Part of me is angered by this, as I feel I’ve proved my enthusiasm and dedication to the students and administration over and over again – and now I have only fifteen students.

I’m trying to be positive, remembering that I can still make a difference in the lives of fifteen students.  It’s not easy to have a good attitude, especially considering the school actually hired another English teacher this year – I wonder why they didn’t offer the classes to me, when I had been so clear that I wanted more, but I have to believe it’s for the best.

Fifteen students.  Well, if they are fifteen smarter, sharper and curiouser students by the end of the year, I will have done my job.