Kerplunk!

What's that sound? Oh yeah, it is the sound of me falling flat on my face during my Language for Learning lesson today. Not just a stumble, not just a could have been better lesson, nut just a bad lesson, but a complete and utter failure of a lesson. I couldn't get the students' attention, couldn't keep the students' attention, couldn't get the students to do a  single thing that  wanted them to do. Heck, I couldn't even keep one of the students seated at the table. By the end of the lesson, banging my head repeatedly against a brick wall seemed like a better choice for how to spend my time and almost anything seemed like a better career choice. Yup, I was feeling like a failure, as a teacher, and as a person.

However, I dealt with it. I did not bang my head against a wall, I did not yell and scream, and I did not curl up in a ball and cry. I tried my best to shake it off and keep going with my day. For me, that meant gathering the thre students up and getting them to go on their bathroom break and milk break. And of course they were difficult about that too. But I hung in there. I'm determined to sit down with the book and make tomorrow go at least a little bit better. And it is that determination that makes me think that maybe, just maybe, I can do this. 

...then again, maybe not.