
I have pink eye! I’m not happy about it.

I have pink eye! I’m not happy about it.

And we’re officially halfway through the school year!

Or, Little Johnny, I just know you really well and watched you play on your phone for five minutes before I said anything.

I’m working this week without my team-teacher. I’m sure this won’t happen.
Mostly sure.

We’re trying a new protocol at school to get kids to class on time. If they’re late, they have to report to the nearest Sweep Station, where they check in and get escorted to class. It’s a little weird, but also maybe working? It’s hard to say.

This job would be great if it weren’t for the students.

Like, you can’t tell the kids to not come to school, but there’s not much point to it.

I’m sorta invisible in the geometry class I team-teach.

Teaching often feels this way.