A Little Hindsight on this December Morning

As a teacher, there were more times than I care to admit that I felt I wasn't enough.  There were times I felt I wasn't making a difference.There were times I questioned why I was even teaching.There were times I just felt less than.You know—not as good as. Like I should be doing more. Like I should be…

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I Wasn’t the Fun Parent and I’m Not the Fun Teacher

What. A. Week. Friday was a long time coming. There were moments (several of them, actually) when I seriously wondered if I was going to make it to the weekend. The week started out well. My Monday and Tuesday were the kind of days teachers dream about. My 6th graders were creating blogs and begging…