thefox

My students are the shit. So far, I have gotten a jar full of caterpillars (that are now turning into butterflies) and two apples as presents. (Well, the caterpillars aren't mine, really, but they were brought in by a student.)

I love my job. (I was beginning to think I'd never say that, again.)

I also have many stories to tell about them, particularly their writing. These kids are imaginative and funny. I don't have their journals with me, but expect to see excerpts and stories, soon.