I really need to start preparing for the end of the semester, but not in the sense of lesson plans and already have styrofoam cups so I don’t have to rush to the store to buy them because I promised my students tea. I need to start preparing for the sudden collapse of such a …
Emotional Warfare with Children
I didn’t realize I was at war with my high school students. I didn’t realize that, even as I was deliberating over what to get them to thank them for all their hard work, they were also planning their move. I did not anticipate an equal or even capable opponent, but clearly these children have …
I’m Out of Touch with the Youths
By now, I’m pretty used to the feelings that come with ending a semester. It’s sad to see people I’ve just started getting to know leave, and it’s a strange kind of devastating to recognize that just as I start getting comfortable with a group, they leave. Imagine moving into a new apartment and having …
Avoiding Work in Favor of Blankets
I’m not teaching today. I’m not going to campus. If I’m being honest with myself, I don’t even want to get up from my chair because there’s a cat sitting on me and I’ve got my blanket placed in the perfect way so it’s separating me from the chair and covering my legs. This is …
Maybe I Forgot How Often I’m Bad at Writing
I sometimes forget how probable it is that I will one day fall down the stairs. No matter how many times I skip down them with drunk feline grace, or how many times I lug dangerously bloated trash bags down without meeting disaster, I will inevitably fuck up. There is nothing I will do perfectly …
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