Thank God it’s Friday, for my kids’ sake more than my own. Today I was downright a word I wouldn’t publish in a blog, and I could feel it. I could feel the poison seeping out of me, negativity washing down my face, pushing the frizz off the side of my head, weighing down each…
read more »I need to go outside, stand in the sun for a while. Read 1Q84 for a while, call my sister. I’m friends with a chunk of TFA Detroit, and as a result my kids are pen-pals with a nice bunch at a charter. Yesterday talking with a Detroit CM, I learned one of our pen-pals…
read more »OK, so today was the proverbial roller coaster of awesome and awful. In points to speed along: Start the day with my kids NOT LISTENING at all. As in, I explain something, or I give directions, or I remind them for the umpteenth time that Napoleon (who shows up in our story about Egypt…long story)…
read more »Last night I finally went out to dinner with mah girl Miss H, after a much-too-long haitus. Despite teaching at the same school, we answer to different administrators, have separate secretaries, and see each other maybe once a week, for about three seconds. Our dinner turned into a two-hours gab fest, primarily focusing on school…
read more »Hey, fourth grade, brace yourselves. Kid-friendly Tacitus to accomodate the ancient Roman time and culture parameter. You have 15 minutes. Go.
read more »I am magically re-inspired to spend my days, nights, and free time being a good teacher for underpriviliged students. Oh. Wait. I’m already doing that. That’s the WHOLE REASON I joined Teach for America. Wait, hold on. I’m not sure I can handle this. Teachers are supposed to WANT their kids to do WELL? Baffling. Shocking. I don’t think I can handle that kind of lifestyle. Not at all a teacher-appropriate mentality. (Wait, does this mean that they might have something against copius amounts of sarcasm??)
read more »A few weeks ago, I left a yogurt in my staff lounge fridge overnight to have for breakfast the next morning. I was hesitant to leave it unmarked, but my fellow staff members aren’t the type of people who take things without asking. The next morning, my heart fell when I found the refrigerator void…
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