Back to Work

Today at lunch, we talked about the 2 most depressing holidays for teachers... Labor Day and New Year's Day. Not one teacher relaxed yesterday. At th very least we were anxious. State testing will be here in 57 days and our school is under a ton of pressure.

Here is a common conversation I have about my job

Ms X: Hi, Christy what do you do?
Me: I am a teacher.
Ms X: That's great what do you teach?
Me: Special ed
Ms X: That is wonderful. What grade?
Me: Middle school. Right now 5th and 6th grade.
Ms X: Whoa. That is challenging. Where do you teach?
Me: Philly
Ms X: oh (concerned)- what part?
Me: North Philly.
Ms. X: Ohhh. God Bless you.


I believe every child has the right to a good education, no matter where they live. I just don't know if I can do it anymore. The hour commute each way kills me. The kids were talking about who was locked up and who was shooting guns off at midnight. One kids laughed and said he hit the floor- did not know if it was a firecracker or gunshot. I worry for them.

It may be time to move on.

I missed the kids today. They spent the day with my MIL today so I feel better. Tomorrow is back to school for them. That means...lunches. Ugh!

Lauren is becoming so helpful. She loves to help cook. She even made her lunch. This week she asked me if she could cut Matthew's toenails. I told her no. She then quickly replied that she needed to because his toes were "all jacked up". Apparently those words have come out of my mouth she tells me. One of the benefits of working in the inner city.

Time to finish up the kids baths. Then going to take an Excedrin pm and snuggle up with them.