Last year, I discovered that I had an intolerance for peppers. I had eaten a giant, beautiful, grilled red bell pepper on a burger and then spent the next three days no farther than 10 feet from the nearest bathroom. When I told a friend a few weeks later, she laughed and said, "Intolerance to … Continue reading On Being Okay With Being Me.
As I was walking into school with a coworker on Friday, I said, "You know, I'm tired, but not like -" "Demoralized, hating-our-jobs tired?" my coworker said. "Exactly," I replied. "I just didn't get enough sleep this week." "It felt good to sleep at all," my colleague said, taking a deep breath. "It feels different … Continue reading Hard Reset
I like a good list. During the school year, I make a to-do list almost daily. It helps keep my anxiety and procrastination in check. This year, I've decided that I needed to write a list of stuff that teachers should have to help them survive their first, fifth, or twentieth year of teaching. Warning: … Continue reading Seven Teacher Essentials That Aren’t Super Cheesy
Dear White People, How can I even begin to make you understand what this weekend's events in Charlottesville made me feel? How can I describe the terror I felt, the goosebumps on my arms, whenever a new picture surfaced of angry, bitter, screaming men wielding torches and Nazi salutes? How can I explain to you … Continue reading Dear White People
In my panic in realizing that it is indeed August, and that school starts in roughly three weeks, I received a text from a colleague. It read: "Have you seen the newest job posting on the school website?" I clicked away from my most recent Pinterest search and went to our school's site for job … Continue reading Uber Vanilla is Leaving! And, I Stole a Whiteboard to Celebrate.
Last year, I was with a friend of mine at Ulta, a cosmetics mecca. She was browsing the eyebrow products, her bright green eyes scanning products that cost more than my monthly student loans. An Ulta employee approached us, and asked if she was looking for anything in particular. "I don't know," my friend said, … Continue reading A Tale of Two Hairy Arms in America
The day after school officially ended, I found myself picking out paint. For my classroom. Clutching the little cardboard paint color squares, I realized that I was being an idiot. What am I doing? I thought. It's SUMMER. More importantly, it's summer BREAK. As in, take a break from thinking about your classroom. As in, take a … Continue reading No School July
I recently turned 31. So far, it feels pretty good. There's just something about being out of the tangled, insecure, woods that were my 20's that feels refreshing. I've gone from thinking I knew it all at 21 to realizing, ten years later, that I know very close to nothing at 31. And I'm okay … Continue reading Because 31
I wish I had weeks to celebrate Father's Day, instead of one rushed day before we enter the dark chaos that is the final week of school. Weeks would barely be enough time to tell him how much I admire, respect, and adore him. My father, or as I call him, "Papo," is the most … Continue reading To My Papo
I got an email on Wednesday from Uber Vanilla. It was one sentence, and it read: "Please come see me in my office at 12:20 to talk about next year." My blood pressure reached an unhealthy level, and I struggled to stay focused during my morning class. Other teachers had been getting their teaching assignments, … Continue reading Good News! For Me! Por Fin!