I'm not talking about them...
I'm talking about me.
This is just a little shout-out to my credential homies: I thank you for listening to my gloomy little rants about my doubts concerning teaching. If y'all were certified therapists, I'd owe about $4725... and it would be worth every penny (although if any of you try to send a bill I will deny I ever said this). I think we have all realized that a big reason we haul our asses down to SFSU each week is to make contact with each other. We see each other in classes, on campus, on Muni and BART... and we vent a little.
Or a lot.
(Or 'alot', as half of my freshmen still write it)
Or is it just me?
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3 comments:
Hey, we are entering a very bitchy profession. I'm sure most of my friends and family want to put a hot bullet between my eyes for all my whining and second-thinking.
My bill is in the mail. I may actually send you one with someone to your site! I will miss you and hope you will stick with teaching. I guess our blogs will be off the "hook" but I will be posting to mine once in a while when I feel apt to. Keep in touch.
Foodie
Am I allowed to have senioritis if I don't teach seniors?
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