Tuesday, August 19, 2008

On phantom facial hair.

I learned today that sometimes, the students who are in heart with me do not refer to me by name, for fear that someone will hear them and know who they are talking about. Instead, they will rub their imaginary soul patches. As in, "do you know this teacher (rub non-existent soul patch)?" How odd. Well, whatever keeps me from losing my job.

How do real teachers teach more than 30 hours a week? I am dying.

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