It was another chilly day. The winds blustered against my classroom windows all day, making me grateful for my trustworthy space heater. The kids came to class bundled in sweater and jackets, teeth chattering, arms shivering, faces twisting with the chill.
I got angry with a student today. After some wonderful classes, after trying my best to be a gentle, helpful teacher all day, after learning some splendid things about reading from our special guest, I completely lost my temper with this student. I blew it. I became, for a few minutes, just another angry person in a world full of them. I didn’t like myself then -- not at all -- and I don’t intend to let it happen again.
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