My class of sixth graders is impossible.

Today, egos clashed and sparks of provocation flew. Two boys almost exchanged blows.

Managed to pull one boy away. The remaining boy was still running on adrenaline and managed to get into a squabble with a third boy.

Things got so chaotic that I had to call for their form teacher. Utter pandemonium.

Here’s my shining crown of glory. I was unfazed and even managed to give a rousing speech that comprised: 1) a love declaration about me having unconditional love for every student, 2) a pep talk about the importance of getting along.

My lesson was cooked basically but I think I held my ground, stayed firm yet kind, and even managed to continue the lesson with as much semblance of grace as possible. I really feel that I have evolved haha