I have yet to share with you my reputation as a "hardass" at the new school. Yes, that is me...."PARKINSON the HARDASS". I really never thought I would acquire such a status and I always thought I would be ashamed if I did....but I'm not.
At the new school, I was assigned to teach chemistry and health. Chemistry is going well and strong. Health.....no longer exists. Why? Because I'm a "hardass".
Hmmmmmm......health is a course for grade 12 students at our school. After the first day of class, I knew it was seen as a "bird course" and immediately took action to change the perspective of the year before me. My POA took the form of structured classroom discussions, unannounced quizzes and.....(can you believe this?)...HOMEWORK! My already-small classroom list went from 13 students...to 4 students....to ZERO students and I was told that I am the only "health" teacher IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE that would MAKE kids START SMOKING instead of MAKE kids STOP SMOKING. In fact, the idea of future anxieties and medicated leaves of absence were laid on me too.
So here I am. Sitting in my "health" class. All alone. I have 22 empty desks and a really cool powerpoint on "Personality" ready to go. I suppose the only person I can teach today is myself.
WHO AM I?
PARKINSON "THE HARDASS"
so strange!! this is a transformation from the L i know!! what's happening here hardass?? lol jk love you xo
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