Teaching in DC is getting more soul-crushingly depressing by the day. I just got finished with an hour long rant with B. I have no more stories to write now, only frustration. UGH.
Nov15
Teaching in DC is getting more soul-crushingly depressing by the day. I just got finished with an hour long rant with B. I have no more stories to write now, only frustration. UGH.
I miss you! And though it’s been years since we’ve spoken: You’re still in my thoughts!
I’m sorry things are rough right now but I really appreciate your periodic posts! Be well.
You are one tough lady.
Aw, thanks Peter! And btw, whenever I forget that I’m tough, I just play JL’s Rose Theme Song in my head. Tune: Eye of the Tiger … includes me knocking on doors with a knitting needle and an AK-47 … don’t know if you remember that little number from the ol’ HO.
If you ever need a sympathetic ear about inner city teaching, just remember that I’m only 20 minutes away!