One of my sweet-niks will sometimes say “based on a true story” after an announcement, or a story, or something funny. It cracks me up. He does it in a kind of announcer voice, and his timing is perfect. I will finish a free lecture (I think I keep telling you I’ll explain the free…
Yes, teachers get vacations. Two weeks here, two weeks there. Oh, and the “summer off” as everyone points out. I’m not going to get all preachy about this “time off.” At least not today. I’ll link a couple of articles here and here if you feel like getting your dander up or your panties in a bunch about…
I loves me my sisty-ugler. I don’t tell her that because somewhere along the line I decided it was a good idea to keep it to myself, but I loves her. I do. We were our first best friends for those early years, and that can’t be matched by anyone else in the world. Here…
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Well my virtual friends, it has happened. Last week (or was it the week after?) I was called a b****. What’s that you say? Haven’t I been called that a gabillion times? Yes. Yes I have. This time though, it was a parent. I was shocked. Flabbergasted. Gob-smacked. So much so, that I said nothing.…
I have a lot to say, but I’m having a small moral quandary. What is the line between gossip and sharing stories? Who am I allowed to tell these things to, and how much am I allowed to say? There have been a few things in my district lately that have surprised me. Things people…
My noodle-heads love to fold paper. Give them a reason to fold it (airplanes, those diamond-shaped things they call footballs, turning dollar bills into rings)–they’ll sit for hours and fold, fold, fold. They’ll scavenge for paper, steal it even, to keep folding paper long after they’ve been told not to. Why do they have to…
A: Ms. M, may I pop the zit on my neck? Me: Ummmm… Yes. But please don’t show me.
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