I am writing to you all today in the middle of Friday afternoon, from my desk at home. HOW EXCITING, you might be thinking, and you would be correct. It is our second snow day—in a row!—after just coming back … Continue reading
Happy 2018 y’all! As has been my tradition since starting my blog four years ago, I try to do some reflection at the start of the New Year (see my posts from years past here, here and here). And this … Continue reading
Maybe it’s the time of year, maybe it’s just the of the job—but sometimes I forget that I’m a human. No, I don’t mean that I walk around forgetting I am a living, breathing person, but there are times in … Continue reading
As many of my posts do, I will start this blog with a confession: I meant to write this a long time ago. One year, one month, and one day ago, to be exact. That day was November 9, 2016. … Continue reading
Let me just get this out of the way now… don’t shame me for not posting in 3 months (to the day). I already feel enough shame myself!
Just for context—not an excuse, mind you—I’ve been away from the blog primarily because teachers around the world are still solidly in the disillusionment phase of our school year… the two months before holiday break that make you question your very existence on this earth. (I am not kidding; see the figure at left.) If you are so inclined, send help by way of chocolate covered pretzels and/or tension tamer tea.
Nevertheless, I’m here now! And the good thing is, I’m back with lots to say.
Lately, I’ve been mulling over writing. One, because when I’ve had a particularly chaotic day and haven’t seen the sun like, the entire day, I wish I was at home in my pajamas writing a novel. But two, because we’re going through a writing curriculum shakeup across our network of schools that has got me thinking.
Not to brag, but I’ve had quite a few students in my day tell me they love me. There are the begrudging, teenage-angst-y love yous when it’s the Friday before a long break and you and all of the teachers … Continue reading
I have never, ever, doubted my commitment to teaching where I do. (If you don’t know this by now, that’s a little bit surprising, but I teach in inner-city Philly.) I’ve always felt privileged to be an important figure in my kids’ lives and attempt, however futile my efforts might be, to make a difference. Though sometimes—honestly, quite often—my job is tireless and challenging, I wouldn’t trade my experiences thus far.
This summer, though, I got to thinking what it’d be like to teach somewhere else. I took a job as a technology specials counselor at a private school just outside the city, and while I wouldn’t dare call my actual responsibilities “teaching,” I got to know a bunch of kiddos who are very different from mine.
For starters, they’re white. (Most of them, anyways.) Continue reading
Today is the official last day of my third year teaching. (!!!) In all honesty, it was a rough transition to my new school this year, and that caught me off guard. I didn’t blog as much as I would have liked, … Continue reading
It’s not often—or ever, really—I struggle while reading. I always say that I grew up reading… ever since I could remember, I had a book at the breakfast table, or I read the cereal box if I didn’t have anything … Continue reading
I doubt anyone would ever wish to be in 7th grade again… I teach 7th grade, and I most certainly would not. (Funny side note: I actually don’t remember much about my seventh grade year. But still, no thank you … Continue reading