I realized on day 1 that 3rd is NOT my thing. These kids are going to eat me alive, but I'll hopefully will have a backbone AND a voice that can project by the end of the semester. Hopefully. If one of my students...let's call her the new girl...doesn't help me find either one of those, I don't know who will. A good fallback would be to teach kindergarten for the rest of my life, which I would so not mind at all.
Oh, it's day 7. I'm already sick.
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