Day 90 - 91.
Today was quite an interesting day. Part of me felt bad for being pretty strict and as the students would say “mean.” I enforced a rule at the dining hall which isn’t really enforced by most teachers, but is strictly enforced by the principle. I truly felt bad, and I think it’s because I’m close with the students, but the other part of me justified it completely. I have to put my foot down and enforce rules. I am a teacher and I can’t let kids think I’m not. Even if I am young, these students have to respect me like a teacher. I’m not their friend, I’m extremely friendly to them, but in all reality they are my students. I think it was a good move, because I have to be strict, I can’t let these students think I’m one of them but teach strings at the same time. Sorry guys! I already went to high school! I am a teacher, this is my job, I get paid; I have to be strict and enforce rules. If they respect me and follow the rules, they will see the “cool” side of me, and have a ton of fun while learning. I’ll joke with them, have fun, and all of that stuff, but they have to have respect, as I respect them.
