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, September 28, 2010

and another thing.


This post is dedicated to my most frequent commenters, Lindsey and Megan. Thank you for thinking these stories are as funny/sad/interesting as I do and for totally validating me every time you stop by. It's kind of pathetic how excited I get when I see the little "1 comment" link under an entry...another sign that perhaps I need more of an extracurricular life. What can I say? After this season of the Bachelorette ended, it took a nose dive.

It's funny because I just typed "nose job" instead of "nose dive" and had to correct myself. Mayhaps because every time they would show that little intro photograph with Ali's silhouette overlooking the ocean, her facial profile made me cringe. But hey, I'm not the one with 39478 boys fighting over me so, gon 'head on Ali. Do yer thing.



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