Lately, I’ve been going home stressed and drained of all energy. Even my little baby’s smile and usual antics are sometimes are not enough to give me a surge of power to stay awake. With all the conflicts in school, all the emotional and psychological problems I had to face, I have little or no strength left at the end of the day.

Imagine! In the last 4 days, I’ve been a witness and an accomplice to several meetings with parents, students, and the center director. Because of all my students’ cases, I had to bear with emotions running high, tears falling off from both the children and parents’ eyes, and heart wrenching confessions. In fact, I’ve spent more time in the director’s office in the past 4 days, than I ever did in the last 5 years. And on top of everything, I still have to remain cool and objective so that I can come up with logical, sensible and believable explanations for the rest of the class who were not involved in any of the incidents.

I’m beat.