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Unabashed Miss B: February 2012
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Wednesday, February 22, 2012. I prodded with accusing eyes, acknowledging their answers with little more than an indifferent nod. I asked very few questions about C's Fashion Week internship and even fewer about the others' impending job changes. Walking out I felt ashamed, but I said nothing, simply wanting to get home and go to sleep. That's why the guilt formed so quickly. I didn't deserve a card. I didn't deserve anything but a swift kick. Monday, February 13, 2012. Go ahead, honey! I was entering my...
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Unabashed Miss B: December 2010
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Tuesday, December 14, 2010. Back in June, I remember thinking that the second years were too disengaged. I even got a little angry at what seemed like an unwillingness to help us. Don't they remember what it was like for them last year? They act like they're so tired. please! So how has my perspective changed? A Day in the Life. I turn in for the night and set my alarm for 5:30am intending to hit "snooze" at least six times at 5 minute increments the next morning. My alarm goes off the final time. At...
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Unabashed Miss B: October 2011
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Monday, October 31, 2011. No Use in Putting On a Mask. My favorite bookstore, Square Books. Over the weekend I finished The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. My friend dropped me off at the door because there was no parking to be found and, as is consistent with most things I do, I was in and out of Square Books in a matter of seconds. I knew exactly where I needed to go and I'm a regular at the store so I read off my frequent reader number and was back out the door in no time. Yeah Is it bad that I noticed?
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Unabashed Miss B: Impassioned
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Friday, February 3, 2012. Today was an awesome day. The kids were damn near perfect. I was able to joke around and keep things light while they worked (and boy were they really working! On their projects. I called students up one-by-one to conference and check their progress. At some point during first period I began fist bumping each child as they walked away, saying, "BOOM! If they had all their materials. This obviously sparked some head-shaking and laughter. My feet glided across the grease-coated ti...
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Unabashed Miss B: Karma
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Wednesday, February 22, 2012. I prodded with accusing eyes, acknowledging their answers with little more than an indifferent nod. I asked very few questions about C's Fashion Week internship and even fewer about the others' impending job changes. Walking out I felt ashamed, but I said nothing, simply wanting to get home and go to sleep. That's why the guilt formed so quickly. I didn't deserve a card. I didn't deserve anything but a swift kick. March 8, 2012 at 7:20 AM. March 22, 2012 at 5:32 PM. I found ...
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Unabashed Miss B: October 2010
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Thursday, October 28, 2010. How can the good times just end? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I became a teacher because I had awesome teachers. original, I know. View my complete profile. Pro: Reclaiming Abortion Rights. I Have a New Blog. O, Teacher, Where Art Thou? Final Blog Assignment: Write about your experience. A Long Look Back, A Brief Glimpse Forward. The Holly and the Ivy. The Classroom and the Compass. Mr Doar in the Delta. My Final MTC Post. These Boots of Mine. I Knew I Was Forgetting Something.
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Unabashed Miss B: No Place Like Home
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Monday, November 28, 2011. No Place Like Home. Clenching my coffee mug to warm my hands and wishing I could just shoot the caffeine straight into my veins, I tried to put on a happy face as I resumed my daily routine of greeting the little angels before homeroom. I passed a fellow teacher who said good morning, but my reciprocation apparently wasn't jolly enough because she immediately eyed me asking, "Break too short? Ugh Quit being a pleaser. I wonder if one day I'll be able to romanticize. Powerful...
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Unabashed Miss B: June 2011
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Monday, June 6, 2011. Dear First Years,. At this point in time, you are undoubtedly being inundated with anecdotal words of wisdom from the mouths of jaded and exhausted second year MTCers. While it’s true that we have one year under our belts and have gained knowledge and perspective on many things, I think you should keep two things in mind when listening. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I became a teacher because I had awesome teachers. original, I know. View my complete profile. I Have a New Blog. I thou...
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Unabashed Miss B: On Bullying
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Monday, February 13, 2012. Her back faced the room and her shoulders slouched as she sat her presentation board on the table up front. She pulled back the right flap to reveal the word "gossip" written in big bubble letters. My glare had to stifle snickers throughout the room. The rest of the board featured similar words, a set of big red lips out of which spewed various hostilities, and of course, her essays. I'll read my narrative first," she said, eyes focused on the floor. Go ahead, honey! Instead of...
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Unabashed Miss B: January 2012
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Tuesday, January 24, 2012. Sometimes Cliches Feel Good. It's sad really. the things we take for granted. But before I get there. As I got to school, tears welled uncontrollably, but I shamelessly took my duty post in the main hallway, ready to greet every little face. Despite my efforts, the bright lights became nearly unbearable (and I became self-conscious), so I sought relief just inside the darkened gym. Morning," I said as I pretended to look for a student, a meager attempt to hide my eyes. While I ...
