
So, grad school got a little more real after I got an email from them a few weeks ago saying I needed to pay...
When you find out a family friend/student wrote about you as his favorite teacher in an essay assignment because you’ve been helping him cope with...
Just had an exhausting (2 hour) interview for a literary specialist position and I think it really, really well.
I want this.
This is my, “Did you seriously just scream ‘FARTS!’ flop on the floor and then smear ink from your busted pen all over your face?” face.
I’d say about once a week, I have a seventh grader visit my room at school. I don’t teach that grade, but I knew this student last...
And I can’t remember how difficult it is to start a DVD in my room. I typically play it through my laptop. I think there’s no remote?
That would make selecting the appropriate Planet Earth episode tricky.
Ugh, I really should just go in.