October 7, 20152 comments
My husband laughingly refers to me as a Pollyanna. I like to look at the bright side of things and find reasons to be thankful. But even with my glass-half-full personality, I have bad days. Sometimes really bad days. And what I can’t understand is how quickly a good morning can disintegrate into a totally rotten, no-good-very-bad-day. You know the kind. The ones where you started with a little bounce in your step, only to have your students (or maybe just one particular student) turn things upside down, leaving you feeling dejected, defeated, even questioning your career choice?