I Will Never Go Back To School

The screeching of my alarm was at once familiar and distant.  After reluctantly peeling off my comforter, I crawled out of bed, and fumbled to turn off the harsh noise.  I am up, I informed the monumental stack of pillows lying next to me.

Stuffed between Christmas wrapping paper and shopping bags I excavated my lunch box from the trunk of my car.  Cursing my 20s, cursing my students, cursing myself,  I washed the Tupperware that contained the 12-day-old remnants of my pre-holiday lunch.

I am not a real person.  I am an adult child.  I will never go back to school.  

Today I returned to the classroom.

First Time Blogger

To support myself in achieving my New Years goals of reflecting on my life and my teaching practice to better manage my stress, I am creating this blog.  The time I have spent teaching special education in an urban district has brought many laughs, hilarious and heartbreaking stories, and an interesting environment in which to spend my 20s.  My life has changed drastically since my first day as a teacher.  I hope this blog will be a space where I can capture a small piece of my journey as an educator, learner, and human.