My New Girl loving friends and I have unofficially adopted “twirly” into our lexicon. Thanks, Jess Day.
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Chances are, you have not yet and may never meet your soul mate. Chances are that there is more than one person that could make you feel satisfied and complete. I argued in a 10th grade creative writing paper that it would be a sad, dismal world if only one person in it could bring you happiness and fulfillment. I think my precocious 15-year-old self had a pretty good point.
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A child sneezed in my mouth today and TA-DA, I’m already sick. Glorious profession I’ve chosen, really.
Drinking a Hot Tea and Whiskey allows you to get buzzed on a week night, alone, in your pajamas, while still looking like a class act. Also, I don’t generally post gratuitous pictures of myself so I apologize for the sudden influx of narcissism, folks.
John Cheever (via emotional-algebra)
Taken just 5 weeks ago and I feel like since this picture a lot of my hair has finally grown back. Thank the Lawd.
Aside from a TA position in college, I’ve always taught children on a one-on-one basis. I’ve been tutoring since graduation in a number of different locations and capacities and each time have gotten to know my students on an individual basis. This is the first time I’ve actually lead a classroom all by myself and have dealt with a number of different personalities all at once. As a result, I realize how easy it is to fall into the teaching taboo of favoritism!
When I was in the fourth grade, I had a teacher named Mrs. Thompson. For whatever reason, Mrs. Thompson couldn’t stand the sight of me. She was cold, distant, and sparing with praise. I remember getting in trouble a lot, like a whole lot, for things that I wasn’t even involved in. I was always a conscientious student with outstanding grades; it really didn’t make sense that she would have such contempt for me. Now that I’m teaching full time, I sort of* understand it. (*Sort of - she was really kind of cruel, and I would never treat a child like she did - just clarifying!)
There is such thing as teacher-student chemistry, and I don’t mean that in a creepy channel 5 news way. Some personalities gel. Some don’t. Mrs. Thompson just wasn’t feelin’ it with me way back in the mid-nineties. I hate to admit it, but I feel this way about certain students in my care now. I currently teach toddlers. While they are all cute, sweet, and full of wonder, there are some who more easily irritate me or who I feel I can’t bond with. Then there are those who I feel an almost maternal connection to and who I want to shower with lots of affection.
I try my hardest to make all of my students feel equally loved, and I think most of the time I do a pretty good job. But it can be hard at times. Like seriously. Teachers of the tumblr world, any of you struggling with this right now or ever?
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My answer:Thank you! You are stunning! I’ve always admired my redheaded counterparts. You post some lovely things, too. XO