Living proof that it's possible to invest twelve years in an inner city middle school without ending up on the front page of the Daily News. So far.
Honey, I woke up two days ago at 3 O'clock in the morning hysterically crying. I was having a nightmare about school. I can relate so well to your post. After I fell back asleep, at 4 o'clock I woke myself up because I was talking so loud in my sleep. I was dreaming I was at a meeting with my principal. I love the way you express yourself. YOU ARE NOT ALONE!
You are definitely no alone. Were you at the same Leadership meeting I was at yesterday where we analyzed the EPCs until we could read them back like good Stepford teachers do? The state of education is getting more and more depressing.
Miss, the next bottle of pinot grigio is on me- trust me, I feel your pain.If only I had the balls to stay home on Monday.
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