It was terribly depressing, and I immediately said to myself that I couldn't do this for the rest of my life. Overall, I somehow lost my illusions that first day. The teachers are fine, they will be happy to advise, but the children. . . You walk down the hall, and nine-graders like queens walk across from you, and they don't even greet you, then you peek into the classroom to check the students and dodge the flying apple.
The teachers are fine, they will be happy to advise, but the children ...