I'm counting down the days till the summer.... It can't come soon enough. I'm finishing up my first year of teaching secondary mathematics. Here's the background of my situation: -I love my colleagues - they make me look forward to going to work each day -I love my administration- they are so supportive and understanding -I love my salary - believe it or not, I work on a public school in Long Island and I get paid very very well -I love my school district - I teach in a school district in an affluent neighborhood, and the resources they are able to provide me have been outstanding compared to some of the horror stores I have seen. -I'm in a probationary track position in arguably one of the hardest hiring markets and in one of the worst economic times for education Anyway, sounds great, right? Well I'm starting to think I wasn't made to teach. I can't stand the kids sometimes - I never thought I would actually dislike a 12 year old, but I legitimately have students who I cannot stand, and I hate saying that. I cannot control a classroom for the life of me despite all of the advice I have taken and used from here, my administrators, my colleagues. I put so much work into my lessons, yet the kids just do not care. I have 2 classes where I literally do 39 minutes of yelling and 1 minute of instruction. The kids get nothing out of it - if the Superintendent walked into one of these classes, I'd probably get fired. I have a 2nd Bachelor's in Finance and I'm thinking of going back to Corporate America (I live in NY) because I'm starting to hate teaching.... I know it's normal, and I know that 50% of all teachers quit before their 5th year, but I don't see how much longer I can hold out - I feel my blood pressure increasing by the day.