tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25089563.post1471991177538574554..comments2023-09-04T15:46:05.464+03:00Comments on Dust and Dreams: Generation GaspWild at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14369868063662795614noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25089563.post-61230017006787103162008-04-14T20:39:00.000+02:002008-04-14T20:39:00.000+02:00I'm patient as a teacher. But as proctoror being p...I'm patient as a teacher. But as proctoror being patient means that you wait until the whole exam is transferred :DWild at Hearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369868063662795614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25089563.post-71513762177869949022008-04-05T18:36:00.000+02:002008-04-05T18:36:00.000+02:00there are many ways of teaching and many ways of b...there are many ways of teaching and many ways of being ateacher ..first you have to learn to be a patient before to be a teacher! i always tells that to my friend and it works believe meAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25089563.post-39706581967908746502008-01-01T10:31:00.000+02:002008-01-01T10:31:00.000+02:00Noha plz tell me what am I supposed to do?What is ...Noha plz tell me what am I supposed to do?<BR/><BR/>What is wrong with that horde of criminalsunder the disguise of students...? How am I supposed to handle them, seriously, especially those absent-minded freaks, with their drowsy looks and wobbly eyes…come on…too much to tolerate…should I report them? Whenever I witness them, scrappy thoughts of suicide, drug addiction; heroin, joints…whatever damaging thoughts suddenly cling to my mind<BR/> I am finicky most of the time, friendly, not the kind of person that screams or yells at students. NEVER, trying to do my best, convincing myself that they might be like my brother after all… (Gotta tell u…my brother might be a little kinky, but not a villain…NO...those are real life villains that banged out of a fright movie) …scrutinizing, freaking crafty looks scanning me all the time.<BR/>I don’t question my abilities as a teacher, because I have other classes and we’re perfectly happy together. Yesterday, I was quite enduring and all right from 9 am…till 2…till I really lost it. They were actually having the time of their lives driving me mad….that’s it, I felt the earth swinging around me, all their talks, even the pleas of the only decent human being blundered to shrieks. I picked up my things, scurried out of the class room, switched off my mobile, and burst only a few steps after I ascended the stairs…alkawnuخayalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11413254137457191389noreply@blogger.com