Hey y'all,
I woke up with something on the tip of my tongue to run and write in here, but it's gone. Vaporized by the morning electrical storm in the gray matter between my ears. I think it was about breeding finches in my classroom or something.Or, it might have been about me kind of being asked to become a specialist in my building. A specialist of what I'm not sure. It could go either way between math and science. There are other people more qualified in the building to be a math specialist, but some of them might not want to leave the classroom. I could really get into either position. The pros would include not having a home room, not having the same kind of paperwork. I'd still be teaching 2 days a week, but would work through a rotation. I would receive purchasing powers for the building. WOOHOO, someone else's pocketbook to burn!
WE ALL FALL DOWN
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