I have not written because I was very sad. I realised I was a very bad teacher. In the boy toilets of 3rd of ESO it appeared a message “puta cris”. It was very big!!! Nobody did it, even the principal did not want to investigate who it was. Some parents know it, some teachers-parents know it…and do I have to go with these students to Sweden? I don’t want to go there with these students. They only complain, they complain about me…even parents… I have realised I don’t have a good character to do it… I work a lot and I want that those people who are near me work a lot… I can’t be a teacher because I am too hard. Students don’t want teacher like me. They want teachers who forget things, etc. I am too hard with them.

But this is education, parents and students want teachers who are not hard. We are creating a stupid society and this is our fault!!! Last day, some students told me that 0,5 + 0,5 was 0,6. They were in 1 ESO and I have only 5 students in this class and only 1 of them said 0,5+ 0,5 was 1. In fact, I teach English, but they were counting the mark of an exam!!! After that minute, I realised what am I doing here.
I am a nephew who is not talking but he loves learning. Why do I have to spend time with some students who don’t want to learn? I prefer teaching those who want to learn and who really have problems when they are learning. This society is unfair. My nephew does not receive any scholarship but those 5 students that I have and since they are immigrants they have a scholarship and they do not go to the class and I am their teacher… Why is life so unfair? Why do we help people who are arriving from another country and their brain is correctly and why don’t we help people from our country who have learning problems…

Em sento com una gran merda. A mi em poden dir puta, a ningú li importa els meus sentiment si a més he de cuidar i respectar els alumnes. On s’ha vist això? I començant ja pels pares que saben qui va ser i començant per companys de feina profes-mares que ho saben i que no han mogut ni un dit per donar-me suport a mi. Fa molta pena tot plegat.

També dir que lo pitjor és que una profe em va comparar un aspecte que no té cap semblança. Va dir-me que els alumnes de 3r eren maleducats i que ella no havia pogut investigar qui havia robat un boli o un tipex…ningú va sortir. I em va dir que per tant era normal que no sabés qui m’havia dit puta. Vosaltres creieu que té la mateixa importància dir puta que investigar qui ha agafat un boli? Estem malament els professors? així funciona la societat.

Mai m’hauria imaginat que l’educació està tan malament i no és culpa dels alumnes, sinó és culpa dels pares i no oblidem que els professors també són pares… Així que tel.la marinera tot plegat.

Espero no morir durant el viatge a Suècia… però sí és així espero que això surti a la llum i la gent sàpiga que he mort fent una cosa que a mi no m’agradava gens. M’he plantat mil vegades, he dit mil vegades a l’insti que jo no continuava però tothom m’ha dit que he de continuar i jo no vull continuar… N’estic molt farta… Ara ja només ho faig per aquells alumnes que s’ho mereixen. Perquè suposo que n’hi deu haver algun que s’ho mereix. Tot i que per ara no sé quin!!! 🙁