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There is one group of turtles that I am not fond of: snapping turtles. And they are what I think of as I look back over the last week.
Just like I love turtles, I love my friends-- even if we snap at each other. That snapping has happened a lot this week.
I had two friends snapping at each other Tuesday while we were all working together, getting free calendars for our future classrooms.
I had a good friend snap at me today-- but it didn't bother me because I could tell something serious was bothering her. I let it go. And she apologized profusely the rest of the evening. Her mom told her to buy my dinner one night.
I snapped at my group tonight during group work. Well, it was directed at just one person in the group, but the other person felt its harshness, too.
And I will say what I snapped about. It was something that had been brought up TUESDAY. I was hanging on to the hurt that long and tonight I snapped. I told the group I was tired of being looked at like my Art degree meant something less than theirs, just because I didn't take all the classes they did. I bet I worked just as hard. UM and the State Department of Education thought I had enough classes and what I needed to teach, so why can't these people let it go?
After class, two of my friends and I were walking back to our cars. Carla, in my group and NOT one of the ones I snapped at, and I were glad that our other friend had snapping in their group, too. She assumed we've hit that point in the semester.
Last week, someone cried in class and even I slammed my notebook shut in frustration. Tonight, someone had said they weren't coming to class and they didn't care that we had a test.
Yep... It's that point in the semester.
For those of you looking for a snapping turtle pic, sorry. I just don't find them as cute as regular turtles. :)
