Why am I teaching?

On the one hand, I reached a student today and his mother appreciated what I have done to work with him. I have kids come back and tell me how I taught them math and they love me for it.

And then I have a class where, in order to teach, I am reduced to writing notes on the overhead and asking them to copy because they cannot stop talking and I cannot hear them nor they me.

I have been insulted by their parents - and called petty, vindictive, unable to be objective, a bitch - and worse.

Maybe the issue is I do not know how to handle a large class. Maybe the issue is I cannot handle 5 preps. Maybe the issue is I never feel organized.

I am appreciated - but, dang, the Illegitimi sure grind you down