Donate Now Well this is one of those weeks during your first year that you don’t want to remember. I don’t even want to write about it, so we’ll just leave it at this simple statement: life goes on, thank goodness. I have two days until thanksgiving. Tomorrow in novel studies we’re building wigwams, and…

Donate Now for comments that take the prize as most underhanded insult ever… -”if i were you, i would have quit a month ago. they walk all over you.” a minute or two later… -”it’s like sharks in a feeding frenzy.” or -”we’re just concerned about how badly you suck at everything.” this last one…

On Tuesday, I found an index card (stolen from my desk, for sure) with many many many multiple choice answers written on it. Because I found it by the computer, I knew they were the answers to an AR test- tests my kids have to (and love to) take to meet their reading goal. I…

what i said to myself when i realized i have 5 weeks left of teaching in the first semester of school. Or, since we’re studying fractions, in the first 1/4 of my TFA career. I am so incredibly petrified that I am not/will not make the improvement that I want. I feel like every day…

I just remembered when, in 2004, as I cried over a failed election, I was “consoled” by a friend who said, “Hey, at least the Red Sox won the World Series.” This time, though the Cubs failed again, I at least won the election. I have a student who has the nickname of Obama. He…

Today was hectic and all my students were there except two who went to ISS, but not even because I wrote them up! Eighteen students running around my room in various states of chaos but somehow…. doing what they were supposed to? Today was…. good. Our math lesson went well, and by well I mean…

Ahhhhh, this may have been the only weekend I wanted to end (and tomorrow may be the only tuesday that I anxiously await.) Besides the fact that my students boo every time John McCain is mentioned, I am planning on reading a book written by Amnesty International. My goal is to tell my kids that…