I had nightmares about work: vivid movies wherein my students told me how much they hated me.
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thoughts from the liminal spaces
Not feeling sick I've convinced myself that I must be faking it - something which sends me spiraling each time I think about it.
thoughts from the home office (2.0)
My classroom became virtual overnight; my student's faces replaced with their unrelenting avatars staring back at me while I 'teach' at a screen.
thoughts from the teacher’s boyfriend
I can be a bit of a nightmare to live with; I'm excitable, work in short bursts of energy, have a short fuse, and worst of all, I'm an introvert that masquerades as an extrovert at my job...
thoughts from the inferno
As I approach my mid-twenties I started to think about the possibility of children of my own (albeit, a few years in the future) and now, I'm not so sure that's something that I want. Right now, the future feels far too scary a place.
thoughts from the longest week
My ominous countdown to the exams did not have the desired effect of kicking their butts into gear, instead irritating them and inviting groans of "eugh, could you not?" (I could not, not)
The Messenger – Markus Zusak
Zusak paints a picture of a town that reminds me so much of my own; it is multi-faceted, ugly, dangerous, miserable and beautiful all at once. The host of characters we are introduced to via each Ace provide the reader with insights into suburban Australian life: it's not always idyllic, often it is marred with poverty, domestic violence and trauma.
thoughts from the first year
Though there is still a bit over a week left in 2018, the teaching year is officially done and dusted. This year has been a wild ride made up of deep troughs and steep peaks and I think I am becoming more deft in navigating both. While I know that I have much still to… Continue reading thoughts from the first year
thoughts from the first year 