24 year old with undergraduate degrees in education and history. second year first grade teacher. graduate student of reading/future reading specialist. music lover. overall nerd. born and bred just outside Boston. former candy store worker. sweet life :)
do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals
it’s called makeup
you can put eyeliner on a frat boy that doesn’t change the fact that’s he’s wearing a neon muscle shirt and nike flip flops
This got better
They say everything happens for a reason. Well, Universe, I’d love to hear your reasoning for this one.
I found out today that three of my most beloved colleagues won’t be returning to the building in the fall. I’m still having a difficult time processing it.
The ELL teacher that I’ve worked with for the past two years and have come to be very good friends with is being reassigned to a new building.
The lead first grade teacher and the woman who has taught me everything I know about teaching first grade is transferring schools. She was the team’s veteran—the person to go to when you had a question about what to do and how to proceed and what to do after that.
But perhaps the one that’s hardest for me to accept is the person I consider to be my mentor. I’ve been in this building since I was a student teacher. She was my cooperating teacher, and still is my confidant, my go-to for advice (both educational and general life), my safe place, my cheerleader, and my friend.
I know that I’m being childish and selfish, but I’m not ready to do this on my own yet. I have incredible friends that will still be in the building, but I can’t really go to them for advice: we’re all still very new to this. We haven’t been around the block. There are more teachers with 2 or fewer years of experience than there are with 20+ years of experience.
It makes me anxious because I don’t have anyone to lean on anymore. I have to start doing things on my own/with people just as inexperienced as I am and that’s the scariest thing ever.