why?

because i'm a bad teacher. i feel like a failure. my kids aren't getting it. they just can't divide. or multiply for that matter.

my "advanced" kids in math - the whole 10 of them, are doing somewhat fine. they're still like 4 chapters behind the rest of the state of California, but, in my class, they're "advanced".  the rest, all the rest, are utterly failing.

i feel like its all my fault. i feel like the worst person in the world. i feel like i'm not giving these kids a fair chance. i feel like i'm not equipping them with the knowledge that they need.

at the same time, i feel like its almost impossible to bring their scores up. they're at the 6th percentile in the NATION and i'm supposed to bring them up to the average. i don't know how.

i DO NOT know how.

so i'm screwing them. they're getting a raw deal. i can't teach. i don't know how.

i gotta go.

martin's trying to tell me to pray.

he thinks God will tell me whether or not i should quit.

he thinks my friends should pray for me too. cause i'm having a really rough time with this.

i hate that i can't teach.