Category Archives: teach me

Ok, so, i was talking to my therapist (!) the other day about my “teaching sucks” saga. and really, when you look at it altogether, its not hard to see why i want to run away screaming. So, there is … Continue reading →

4:30pm A teacher sits, neatly dressed, door open, with a welcoming smile for Parent/Teacher conference night. 5:00pm No parents. She spins in her roll-y chair. Craves brownies. 5:30pm A PARENT! She leaps up and hurries over, only to discover the … Continue reading →

This week ends now. There has been so much insanity this week, I dont know where to begin.. How about.. – the kid who I had to teach how to brush his teeth today? Did i mention he is 18? … Continue reading →

Sometimes i wonder why the hell im a teacher. for those of you who know me personally, this is not a surprise. i graduated from college swearing i would never use my shiny new teaching certificate, and its only through … Continue reading →

Sometimes, its a good thing to be a teacher. one of my kids came in and said, “can i give you a hug, miss?” “sure, kiddo. whats up?” “miss, i just wanted you to know. because of you, ill graduate … Continue reading →