That’s what it will say as “cause of death” on my coroner’s report, which I imagine will be written and processed by day’s end.
Tag Archives: teacher problems
The multipurpose room
You know that feeling when you really have to pee, and you go to the two staff bathrooms, but you can’t use them because both are occupied by children taking standardized tests?
Oh, no? You just pee when you want to pee? In a bathroom without children? That is used AS A BATHROOM.
Well. Lucky you.
#publicschool
Ebola Mom, Part 32
(Continuation of Ebola Mom Part 31 and part of the Ebola Mom series)
Alright, well. I officially don’t understand what is happening.
Every Child Left Behind (in a pool of tears and anxiety-induced vomit)
Teachers, people with children, or anyone who knows or cares about teachers or children, this John Oliver rant on standardized testing is a MUST WATCH.
Every bit of it is hilarious because it’s so painfully and pathetically true.
Two of my personal fave highlights:
1. “Pearson are the educational equivalent to Time Warner Cable– either you’ve never had an interaction with them and don’t care, or….they HAVE RUINED YOUR FUCKING LIFE.”
Things I Thought Were Self-Explanatory
Dear Parents,
If you volunteer to chaperone a school field trip, you must stay awake while on said trip.
Thanks.
Miss Emily
P.S. No, seriously. Wake up, ma’am.
This Should Go Well
Not Every Idea Is a Good Idea
Kid: “I have a really good idea for when I’m older. It’s going to change the world.”
Me: “Great. I hope you acknowledge me, your supportive and inspiring 4th grade teacher, when you do it!”
Kid: “I definitely will.”
Me: “So am I allowed to know the idea? Just so I can prepare for fame.”
Kid: “Yeah. So you know how subway cars are always killing rats that live in the subway?”
Me (already regretting any involvement in this): “Yeah…”
Kid: “Well, I’m going to start a program that will protect the subway rats.”
Me: “May I ask why you feel the subway rats need protection?”
Kid: “Like, why should they have to die? They’re innocent! They can be protected and domesticated. Kept as pets, even! Everyone in NYC could have a pet rat! We could save them ALL!”
I take it back. Don’t you dare mention me.
In fact, we never met.
Hi, I’ve been your teacher for 2 years
That moment when you run into your student on your way to a date, and he doesn’t recognize you.
Because you look like a human.







