When I was a substitute teacher before we moved, I always worked with the younger kids. I absolutely loved Pre-k through 3rd grade, and I didn't mind fourth grade either. By fifth grade the attitudes had kicked in, and they were full-blown by sixth grade. I was only at the middle school twice and high school once, and that was exactly the way I loved it. The younger the better as far as I was concerned.
Things have changed though. Now my kids are in high school and middle school, and my husband is at the high school as well. I still won't touch middle school with a ten-foot pole, but I really enjoy being at the high school. I enjoy knowing the kids when they walk in the door, and it's certainly easy work. Our high school is full of amazingly respectful kids and I've been lucky in that I've had very few problems. Most of the kids are fabulously respectful and so many are self-driven. It makes a day full of reading for me for the most part since they handle things on their own without being disruptive.
Sometimes I miss the little ones though. I miss really having an opportunity to instruct and interact with the kids. I enjoy being able to read and not have to really think for hours on end, but it can actually get a little boring. At the same time, after being part of a third-grade classroom yesterday, I'm reminded how physically exhausting the younger ones can be. I'll be in a first-grade classroom next Friday, and I'm sure I'll really remember then! Ultimately, I'm just grateful for the opportunities to earn some extra money, regardless of which form they take!
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