Disrespectful student learns a lesson or did they and yet? Find out more in Part 2.
The story ends… So the other day…well one of the last days of school two weeks ago, I had one of my most disrespectful students all year finally realize something… and I quote, “I learned to respect teachers.” The heavens opened up for a moment as they said that, and I literally raised…
Christmas isn’t always pleasant for everyone sometimes life sucks and we are faced with incredible difficulties.
Fiasco San Diego Thanksgiving Trip and all the little lessons of being grateful for all the unknowns.
Ever wonder what being inside the mind of a teacher is like and what they learn/are given as a result of their careers?
Machu Picchu pilgrimage experience. What it’s really like to travel to Machu Picchu.
I like to call myself the ‘middle man’ or so to speak. I speak for all the middle men on their journey’s through life. I like the idea that James Joyce wrote about common people. It’s the commonness that gets me to deal and heal with my flaws. It’s a journey inward home and bound….
A first year teacher’s insight to their first year and part of their second year of teaching middle schoolers.
I have to announce the 2nd year of teaching is indeed much much easier than the first! When they say you are just surviving your first year of teaching they are correct. It feels as if you are swimming in a deep pool of goo and trying to keep your head above that exhausting goo….
As I write my teaching journey I realize that finding a school that is right for you is of the upmost importance. Looking back and now ahead I realized that you have to look deep within yourself and assess whether or not you are vibing with the right school for you. Of course as a…
“When a flower doesn’t bloom you fix the environment in which it grows, not the flower.” ahh the simplicity of what nature teaches us… right Emily? I was almost discouraged from the teaching profession because of my horrible first year experiencing an unsupportive environment. However, I remember and held onto a story told to me…