Hello friends, family, and strangers (I flatter myself)! I am a recently-graduated girl finding my way in the "real world" (apparently, I've been floating around the fake world for the past two decades). Many of my friends' "real world"s consist of cubicles, nine-to-fives, marriage, babies, and other such grown-up things. My real world looks a little different. Yes, I still get up and go to work every morning, same as they do. But instead of battling fax machines, computer programs, disgruntled spouses and dirty diapers, I arm myself against a legion of 14-year-old boys. Well, 83 of them to be exact. You see, I teach 8th-grade boys' Science in an inner-city, high-poverty school. What it is not: glamorous, prestigious, boring. What it is: humorous, heartbreaking, and the most challenging thing I will ever do.

The stories I tell and the people I describe are real; you can't make this stuff up. If you are new to my blog, I hope you'll start at the beginning and fall in love with its characters, just as I have.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

My heart will mend eventually.

Rashee broke up with me today.

"Ms. M, we done.  We over.  First you go cheatin' on me with Mr. K [whom he saw me talking to at lunch].  Then, I see you over there with L [whom I was talking to in the hall].  I mean, you get AROUND. You two timin' me.  Then you be wilin' trynna make me write all these notes. I ain't DOIN' it no more!"

"Aww," Will said.  "I kinda liked what y'all had going."

I rolled my eyes (but not without a little laugh).  "Somehow I'll get over it."

"Yeah you'd better be gettin' over it 'cause you'll be signing those divorce papers TOMORROW!"

"Oh, so we're married now?"

"Not anymore! You was always my second-string girl anyways. We gettin' a DIVORCE."

"Well, that's fine Rashee but that means you're going to be paying me a monthly sum for 'emotional damage.' You can talk to my lawyer about it.  I'll also need half of everything you own."

"Yeah you forgot you signed that PRE-NUP!!"

2 comments:

  1. I visualize you in your classroom each time I read your blog. Hard to believe, but it makes it even funnier that way. Thanks for my laugh of the day.

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  2. Keep em coming Kiley. Love it love it love it

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