Okay, so I usually love my job...but I'm in a b!tch and moan mood and the kids are at PE and Music, so I'm going to vent. I love fourth and fifth graders (I thought!), no matter where they are, so I took a job at this school I've never been to. So this morning, the kids came in right? It seemed like a normal class, a few top students, a few low students, and 2 that were like the class clowns. They started on their morning work, and after that they switched for math. Most of my kids stayed in my room, some left, and others joined. I felt like I was pulling teeth just to get them to sit down. The lesson didnt get any better. Apparently this class has had a different sub each day of the week because the teacher ahd a death in the family and each teacher taught how to compare fractions differently. So needless to say, none of them had any idea what they were doing. I was supposed to go over the classwork then administer the test...the classwork had about 12 problems on it and we only got to number FOUR in THIRTY MINUTES. I was so frustrated...and then I had to give them the test, and of course the kids had no idea what any of it meant. I mean its not their fault, but I felt like slamming their heads into a wall and saying, "THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT! WHY DON'T YOU GET IT?!" I'm a pretty patient person, but that was the longest hour that I have ever been through. So everyone handed their tests in at the end of the class, and some left and my other kids came back...I had to whip into "mean sub" mode because the kids were simply not listening to anything I said. I made them stay quiet for a full 30 seconds before I would let them go to PE and Music, and I had to stop them in the hall to do the same thing 3 more times. I know that this is part of the job, and I should just suck it up and deal with it, and that it's probably my fault for not having control over them, and that I probably didn't teach the math right... but I'm so incredibly annoyed! And I have to deal with them agian in another 25 mins. Well I'm going to sit here with my feet up and eat the candy I brought in for them if they were good. I hope the rest of the day gets better. MUCH better. If it doesn't, there is no way I'm coming back to this school, and especially not this class. Ugh. Okay, I'm done my ranting. Hope everyone's having a better day than I am!