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Message: [QUOTE="Hey Adrien!, post: 5064807, member: 5787"] Great point. Although there was a ton of stress, my internship at Stamford High was essential to me having an easeful career once I became a full-time teacher, but the first two/three months there were awful. Basically, I was a warm body that did whatever the school needed. I had the intentions of being w/ the department I was under, but I was basically a building sub. I'll always remember the first Friday...a few minutes before the last period, this little freshman, no bigger than 110 lbs, walked up to me and said [I]how would you feel if I beat the **** out of you right now? [/I]As a general pacifist who grew up in a mostly protective suburban childhood and had no real physical battles under my belt, I was flabbergasted and nervously responded a meek [I]Well [name of kid], I don't think I'd like that[/I] and then I started to brainstorm worst-case "what ifs" [I]maybe, if he comes at me, I can just keep him down before more help comes in [/I]until the bell rang and class was dismissed.[I] [/I]Basically, he was just screwing with me and was best classified as "initiation". Once the kids got to know me, they realized I was harmless, but I get it, not many kids have a 22-year-old glorified sub with literally no experience. Even one day, while walking the hallways, I got asked for a hall pass by the teacher on duty and I responded [I]I work here [/I]and he responded [I]but who do you work for? [/I]Strange times. By the time it was December, that's when I started to relax and it began to get fun. Basketball speaking, it was a blast watching Stamford Boys' host Trinity Catholic (RIP) and beating them in OT. Top-two favorite CT HS game I've ever watched. [/QUOTE]

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