Remembering to Breathe...

Remember yesterday's vent?

You know...

The one right after my lethal 4th period class?

I apologize.

Yes, I'm super frustrated, but when my 6th period 7th graders came in after I cooled down, I took a deep breath, put a smile on my face, cracked a couple of jokes, let the class know I was human, and moved on.

And when the end of the day rolled around, I was happy. Contentedly blissful, actually.

I still had a WHOLE bunch of students failing, but I could move on.

Today, I'm remembering to breath and not act like my class is the end of the world. Because it's not. Nope. Never.

So yeah.

Today was much better.