I was a bad teacher today. I lost my cool, which rarely happens in a student-centered classroom, especially near the end of the school year.
A student got a little loud, and before I knew it, I had moved his seat and engaged in a war of words that left the rest of the class in shock.
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This awful scene started when I put the student on the spot for something extremely insignificant. This was not a proud moment for me, as it could have easily been avoided, had I dealt with things as I’ve done all year — with patience and collaboration.
Upon further consideration, I tried to pardon the act by telling myself that it’s the end of the year; it’s hot, and all teachers are starting to lose it. This didn’t help.
I did, however, feel better when the student came to me after school and apologized. I was happy that he admitted to his own wrongdoing.
I was even happier that I got a chance to apologize to him for my own role. It felt good to do it.
So, have you ever apologized to a student? What happened?
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