Foresaken
I've entered what appears to be Hell, and upon its foreboding office door in pubescing script are the words "substitute teach in your local high school!" I feel that I must have conducted cruel scientific experiments on innocent third-world children in my past life, because I seem to be paying off some wicked karma...
...nasty 9th grade karma that cusses like a seasoned sailor who's been ripped off by a one-legged hooker.
Labels: silliness
11 Comments:
Oh my goodness. I am so, so, so, so very sorry. Wow. I wish I could offer some words of wisdom, but images of my own high school keep flashing through my head, and I'm scared. Very scared. Good luck.
4/26/2007 2:16 AM
Good luck with substitute teaching. It sounds like a horrible job to me. (and underpaid)
4/26/2007 7:32 AM
Oy, I feel you, grrl. I was a "long-term substitute" drama teacher for a middle school once upon a time...came into the classroom after these kids had had like 15 other "long-term subs" who bailed out. Quite the experience...buona fortuna and just remember, *it's temporary*!
4/26/2007 8:20 AM
Oh Tracie, why are you working (even if temporarily) while visiting your family? I'm sorry :(.
4/26/2007 9:57 AM
Good luck Tracie B.
( Just don't go Alec Baldwin on them. I wouldn't want you to get sued by the parents) LOL
4/26/2007 3:39 PM
Good Luck Tracie!
4/27/2007 1:01 PM
I know exactly how he feels.
Good luck teach.
4/27/2007 6:26 PM
Forza Tracie!
4/28/2007 1:32 AM
Uh, well...it might be fun! :-) Here's to positive "thanking!"
4/28/2007 6:29 PM
um cherrye, that would be "thankin'"
;)
4/28/2007 8:05 PM
I served a stint as substitute teacher in Orangefield High, Middle and Elemetnary Schools once while visiting my parents. I have to say, they were a well-mannered group of kids. I was told that NOT calling me "ma'am" was a punishable offense.
5/12/2007 5:51 AM
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