WHAT MY MENTOR TELLS ME:
Replace “mentor” with “boyfriend”.
(or at least I hope I do)
And the students look at me like I’m high.
I do the Beyoncé “Single Ladies” wave at them.
It feels like:
I haven’t posted in nearly 2 years. But after a few stressful weeks at work, I was inspired to write this when I got home today.
I read about teaching constantly in the news, and it doesn’t seem to reflect what I experience each day. It’s been increasingly frustrating…