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Not a Good Time to Ask
Hi, want to hear all my problems? Pull up a chair.
I'll be nice and make it quick: My teaching job is ridiculous- monolinguals, 5th graders who read on a kindergarten level, behaviorally disturbed kids- and I'm supposed to customize lessons for all 57 of them when I don't even have my prep time most days. And yesterday was our first lockdown (not a drill). Whee! I went from 7 AM to 3:15 without peeing. Isn't that cool? And my mom is dying. But I'm still funny. Ha ha!
How are you?
I'll be nice and make it quick: My teaching job is ridiculous- monolinguals, 5th graders who read on a kindergarten level, behaviorally disturbed kids- and I'm supposed to customize lessons for all 57 of them when I don't even have my prep time most days. And yesterday was our first lockdown (not a drill). Whee! I went from 7 AM to 3:15 without peeing. Isn't that cool? And my mom is dying. But I'm still funny. Ha ha!
How are you?
Published 24th Aug 2024
Author's Note
An online friend asked how I am. I dashed off my response in true Sagittarian style.
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