Hypocritical bitch!
You fucking literally talked over me and excluded me from your conversation. When I confront you about this, only then do you tell me how "disappointed" you are in me. Bitch please! You fucking say how you'd rather have someone come and tell you to your face they don't like you, but God forbid you'd fucking do the same with me. Practice what you fucking preach you bitch... or shut the fuck up! Your choice.
I didn't quit my job.
I didn't let a rude student interrupt a conversation I was having with some prospective future teachers.
#MeToo
As a child I was molested by a stranger. It rattled me for years. No, it still rattles me.
As an teenager/adult, I had a boss corner me and constantly ask me out on dates. When I finally relented, the date was a bust. However, he never told the truth and instead told everyone I was a sexual freak.
In the Navy, I had a guy grab my breasts on the dance floor in front of a lot of people at the e-club and no one said or did a thing. I never went back. I also rarely went to clubs after that and now, they are just something I try to avoid if I can.
Currently, my dad owns a cabin about an half an hour south (maybe south east) of Yellowstone and has said that if the volcano were to ever to blow, he'd just sit on his front porch and wait to meet Jesus.
As for me, I'm going to choose to live my life and not worry too much about the stuff I have little to no control over. That doesn't mean I'm in denial... just that I'm not going to let fear rule my life.
Hot green tea with honey... and the occasional crushed Sudafed (or generic) tablet added when I've got a damn cold. Eases my symptoms and helps me sleep.
Next time you want to question my teaching practices, fucking talk to me face to face instead of your underhanded, backbiting bullshit of calling out two of my students only and bitching about what I occasionally allow them to do. The only thing worse was how you scoffed when I owned my crimes instead of lying about it. I don't question what you do in your classroom so where do you get off questioning what I do in mine?
Oh yeah... and it's nice to know you trust my judgement as a teacher. Oh wait... you don't. You trust J's. Why don't go fucking go to the principal and tell her you think I suck as a teacher? You say you'd rather have someone tell you to your face what they think about you, then you do what you hate to me by side-stepping what you think are issues with my teaching.
I have read research on brain development and the value of homework. I'm well aware that most students need quite to read. However, I also know that there are some kids who are what are known as auditory learners and they need noise to learn. Just because I recognize this unique quality and you don't doesn't make me a shitty teacher. I does make me different from you.
No, I didn't attend your precious college. No, I didn't get your teacher training. But... I have been teaching for almost 10 years, I attend trainings and conferences that I pay for out of my own pocket, read books, and do research on ways to best help my students. I stay late more days than you do and I do it without extra pay. I am equally frustrated with the bullshit of our district, but I'm tired of you acting like you're so much better than I am at teaching.
Don't fucking tell me how you'd deal with the student I've been struggling to deal with unless you're willing to swap me classes for the next quarter. You have no idea what he's done or what he's triggering within me. And I'll bet you haven't heard the rumor that he's looking to physically fight a teacher before he leaves our school to make himself look like a hero. I hope he leaves before he can accomplish this goal becasue I don't want to be the victim of his violence, nor do I want to see any other teacher in that same situation.
I have come and asked you for advice. I doubt I'll do that any more as I don't feel you can be truly objective anymore. Besides, I don't want to be fodder for your gossip sessions.
To me, it's always been something you know when you taste it, which is why I couldn't vote in the poll.
Due to the recent events in Las Vegas, I will be donating blood and getting myself closer to my 12 gallons later this week. I was going to do this for Puerto Rico, but sadly, Las Vegas is my home and it too needs my love. Maybe my blood donation will in some way also aid PR.
If there's a badge in it for me... great. Please understand... I was going to donate blood this weekend anyway for PR... then this happened.
I finished writing The Great American Novel... I mean my paperwork for my evaluation. My SLG and PGP are done (I hope), my pretests are ready for Wednesday, and hopefully on Thursday the meeting will go quick so I can go to the school dance.
The hug is because we are in the spa. I think we have to kind of love one another in here.
WTF?!
