Teacher Tales
I spent two crazy years at one of the countries worst public schools. I fell in love with my students and a handful of colleagues. I also spent a week in the hospital and a year on three different medications. I've dedicated this blog to my memories there. I'm not so great at updating, but I'm trying to recap my experience chronologically. Which takes a lot of thought, and also means you should read posts bottom up. My Dad will hound me about leaving this blog public. He claims if I ever want to teach again I should delete it completely. So, one day I may go private with it, if I do I'll warn you and you can give me your e-mail in exchange for permission to read it.
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