Yesterday work was mostly a drag. Some of my classes are great and then some of them totally suck. Often the students refuse to listen. More often they refuse to speak. It makes me very frustrated.
Last night I got home, and Link was there and awake. I had not seen him for a long time. So we talked for a bit until Duke came home with Tony, Bea, and beer. We all sat around talking and drinking for hours. It was fun. I found out that Bea knows [redacted] (who was my friend in high school). However, as a result of our late drinking, I did not write in my journal, nor did I practice my Zen position. Alas. I crashed late (Link stayed up with us until 2:30 or 3). And I slept until noon. Got up late and came to work. Today, again, I have had some good classes and some bad classes.
I do not enjoy teaching bored students, because, when the students are bored, or do not listen, I do not, in fact, teach them anything. None of us have fun. I get frustrated very easily. I hope to stop this.
Soon Duke and I will look for a better book. But, more so, soon I will try to learn how to engage these students. If they are not engaged they won't learn. I cannot force them to be interested in learning. Somehow I must learn to entice them to participate in classes. Now, I have one class left. We (the teachers) are all supposed to eat dinner together, but there is no food here. (it has just arrived). Now we'll eat and then I'll teach my last class.