too Much

I got frustrated in class today. In retrospect, a big part of the frustration came from within me, in realising that we spent so much time marking and having meetings - one after another - that I had difficulty finding time to craft up better answers, to revisit and think through the questions again and to make learning worthwhile for the students each time I stepped into the classroom. With changes in the scheme of work and the attempts (or over-attempts) to do more things, I felt myself lagging behind. I don't mind staying up until 4 am to complete my markings but I asked myself, surely we can do better?

There was less time to deliberate and discuss in class and it was rushing tutorials from one to another (esp in time for test) that I panicked, worrying that the students did not know what I was talking about and that a lesson went to waste. I don't mind having the buzz in my class but I worried that students did not get what I was trying to say.
Then again, maybe I worried too much.
How much can I worry about them, I realised. I can only try my best to deliver and hope that they had picked up as much from me as possible - the skills and the content. How can I possibly dictate their learning?
(I must have said this before. If I did, it is a reminder to myself that I need to be objective about this)

I sometimes change the answers not because the answers were not accurate or good but I wanted something more comprehensive and wholesome that really brings out the essence of the topic, to show that one truly understands the topic and is able to relate to it.I wanted to tell a story. Often, we list a series of points to help us mark the scripts but a list of facts say nothing about one's level of understanding and I wanted to raise the bar for them. Hopefully.

I had aired my concerns to my bosses and hopefully we will have quality time with the students.

Another day. Time to start marking again.