The Worst Class You’ll Ever Dread Teaching

The draft of this post was written last Saturday night. I delayed posting it until I could finish and edit it.

Is it too soon into the reincarnation of the blog to post about something that’s just made me cry? Maybe–yet here I am, six hours before I have to wake up again to begin a 10-hour workday filled with some of my toughest classes. Instead of sleeping, I’m pounding away at the keyboard, telling myself to stop crying, it’s not worth it to consciously add all this stress to my life.

What am I talking about?

Teaching teenagers, of course.

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