I promise I don’t want my students to fail.
I usually bend over backwards to make sure my kids have done everything in order to (A) pass the course, and (B) understand content deeply enough to where they are smarter, wiser human beings than they were at the beginning of the school year.
I often care more about their performance than they do because I know they’re immature 9th graders. Many of them can’t see how their academic choices will affect them in the future.
I try to give them tasks and texts that are relevant, relatable, and challenging. I want to engage them and push them to grow their minds.
But sometimes, when I see how much their apathy hurts them both now and later, I just laugh.
It’s better than crying.