I love my job. Almost every day for the past year I've come home feeling fulfilled and proud of the work my students did. All that "the first year is the WORST" stuff didn't happen to me. Just in the past week, however, it's like my students have become pod people. We finished the big research paper and the rest of the year is slated for funny,challenging, entertaining letter-writing activities. And yet they GRIPE! They tell me they're bored, they text in class ( and roll their eyes at me when I confiscate phones), they whine about the workload (they never even have homework, for heaven's sake), and they say things like "How is knowing how to write a complaint letter relevant to my life?" Their attitude is putrid. They're wearing me down. I am thisclose to busting out the Prentice Hall Grammar Workbook and telling them to enjoy their new best friend: comma exercises. I assume it's because there are four weeks left in school and we're all tired and straining for the light at the end of the tunnel. I wish they'd lighten up. Work isn't fun anymore.