Throwback post – How it feels to be a teacher on the last day of the school year

Originally posted: June 7, 2018 because it bears remembering and repeating every spring! It’s 6:00AM on the last day of the school year, and I’m tired. The sun is already up; the morning breeze blows through the window; the coffee is hot and ready; my lunch waits, already packed, in the fridge; my school bagContinue reading “Throwback post – How it feels to be a teacher on the last day of the school year”

It’s week three, and I don’t know all my students’ names, Friday kudos, wine for your weekend

It’s week three of the school year, and if you put all my students in a room together away from the kids they’re normally in class with and in no semblance of their seating chart, I’d probably only know half of their names. This is not from lack of effort. I genuinely try every singleContinue reading “It’s week three, and I don’t know all my students’ names, Friday kudos, wine for your weekend”

How it feels to be a teacher on the first day of the school year

It’s 6:00AM on the first day of the school year, and I’m tired. The sun is already up; the morning breeze blows through the window; the coffee is hot and ready; my lunch waits, already packed, in the fridge; my school bag sits, where it has sat all summer, on the stool next to theContinue reading “How it feels to be a teacher on the first day of the school year”

On the quest for self actualization, ask Google!

Let’s talk about self actualization. We’re all on this vast journey of self discovery, but somewhere along the way we hopefully realize we actually know quite a bit about ourselves, and who we are, and what we stand for, and that’s a good and comforting feeling. There’s a lot to be said for being comfortableContinue reading “On the quest for self actualization, ask Google!”

How it feels to be a teacher on the last day of the school year

It’s 6:00AM on the last day of the school year, and I’m tired. The sun is already up; the morning breeze blows through the window; the coffee is hot and ready; my lunch waits, already packed, in the fridge; my school bag sits, where it always sits, on the stool next to the stairs inContinue reading “How it feels to be a teacher on the last day of the school year”