Why oh why
am i so gosh-darned in love with my students right now? Is it the pained look of concentration on their faces as they attacked a full-length practice regents today, the delight in their eyes as we chatted about WWF, the pseudo-porn of Zeferelli's R and J, x-men, and their jamaican pot-smoking uncles (that was only one of them), or was it both? Or is it that the end is so... damn... near?
Who knows... but I feel, in a very perverse way, that things haven't been so bad after all. I'm glad I'm here and not even that bitter. Now how's that for a storybook ending?
Who knows... but I feel, in a very perverse way, that things haven't been so bad after all. I'm glad I'm here and not even that bitter. Now how's that for a storybook ending?
Labels: Teaching from the trenches
posted by SarahMarian at 5:41 PM
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Are you staying or leaving teaching? I'm on the edge of my seat with suspense.
I'm heading for NYCTF Cohort 12 and read your entire blog chronologically post by post, trying to figure out how to avoid a lot of the bad situations you've had. Thank you for this. It was nice to go along for the ride on your journey (fellow H alum here, too, though way older than you).
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