Readers who follow this blog know that in my other life, I work as an Admin Assistant to the Principal of a large suburban high school. Readers who don’t follow this blog… well, they know now. Monday morning, my administrator greeted me with, “I hope your weekend was better than mine.” “What happened?” I asked.… Read More When Teachers Quit: A Lesson in Two Daves
At work last week, one of the Attendance clerks was wearing the prettiest blue top you ever did see. But when I was in the Break room with her, before the school bell rang, she admitted something. The top was brand-new; she bought it at Ross. Brought it home, was cutting the tags off and…… Read More Girl Talk in the Break Room
Warning: This post does not contain the folly typically found therein. Sorry. But non-folly thoughts were in my head and I needed to let them out. Totally understand if you click away. (I’ll judge you, but I’ll understand.) This last week, I came to a startling realization: we White People are a sensitive lot. Make… Read More Why Are White People So Sensitive?
I never wanted to be a teacher. I loved school, loved reading, loved learning. But standing in front of a classroom for nine months out of the year? No thank you. Nevertheless, for 40 minutes last week, I was in charge of a high school World History class. Here’s how it happened…
Ordinarily I’m not one to namedrop, but the fact is, I know Mr. and Mrs. Claus personally. No, really! Fact is, I work with them. They’ve been working at our school since last August.
The tension is mounting people, even drawing in our most chill-est of personnel! (If you didn’t catch our previous update, click here.) This morning I walk into the break room for my requisite cup of Earl Grey, and there by the microwave stands one of our counselors. One of the cool ones because she reads… Read More Anonymous Note Update, #2!
“They dropped Richard,” she said to me, before I could reach my desk. “Good morning,” I reply, never one to drop good manners. Especially if I can feel superior in the process. She is one of our teachers, as well as one of our parents. Strangely, I see her most often in her parent role. Teachers I like.… Read More It Was One of Those Mondays
It’s occurred to me that I haven’t shared a recipe with you in a long while. To make up for it, I’m giving you my recipe for prize-winning blueberry muffins. More on that later. For now, I want to tell you about my recent experience, not with winning, but with awarding prizes. We have a… Read More And the Winner is…