Aside from a coworker cornering me in the copy room and asking, "so, being single, how are you handling Valentine's Day?" I had a most rocking day. As a junior high teacher, watching young romances think they are blooming is... Continue Reading →
Five days of Spirit Week, 120 screaming junior higher, 30 girls at vball tryouts, 11 making the team, a dozen rounds of Theraflu, and seventy billion cups of tea and cough drops later, my battle with influenza or malaria or... Continue Reading →
The year was 2004, the spring. I was a tree-hugging, protesting, politicized, hippie sophomore taking International Politics at UCSB. I remember when he walked in the door. He was wearing a tan coat, rocking a jewfro and four day stubble.... Continue Reading →
I think I had a good day today. I was thinking a lot. And for some reason, I felt like I got interrupted a lot. It was long. They all feel long. When was the last time someone asked you how... Continue Reading →
When she was ten years old, her father trained her to be a prostitute. He trained her on himself. One day she was put in a moving van with two other girls, and driven across country to San Diego, where... Continue Reading →
This week I'm in the middle of progress reports, and giving some major Latin tests, which is nice, because all the students are quiet when they take tests. But I have to come up with 146 different catch phrases to... Continue Reading →
Junior highers are so presh sometimes. Remember being at that age? Their hormones are the driving forces behind everything. They look like little adults, they think they are little adults, but they still have a loooong ways to go. One... Continue Reading →
1. I can't stop saying the word "sucks." And I'm pretty sure I said "hella" one time without realizing it. 2. Someone farted in the sixth grade class and I demanded to know who it was. (no one owned up)... Continue Reading →
Okay this morning, first real day of school, after like six cups of coffee, laminating everything I could get my hands on, and the nervous morning poo, and pacing around the desks and wondering if I had correctly aligned the... Continue Reading →
So the joke still hasnt gotten old for me. It goes something like this: Someone Rachel hasn't seen in a while: "hey! hows the job hunt going?" Rachel: "oh yeah i got a job! I'm going to be a teacher!!"... Continue Reading →
Things I know about Texas: the sky is big. the fried chicken is good. the sun is hot. and the people dont talk good English. When I told people that I was going to Texas to learn Latin, they all... Continue Reading →
Okay so the initial excitement about landing a teaching job, having a plan, the promise of paychecks and benefits is slowly dying. All the cuteness of the kids asking me to sign their yearbooks, clapping for me at the assembly... Continue Reading →
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