As a kid living in my parents' house, I derived insane amounts of pleasure from rearranging my bedroom. It was like as soon as that dresser was moved to the other side of the room, I WAS A NEW PERSON. I rearranged my bookshelves on the regular. Sometimes alphabetically, sometimes by genre, other times by color. OMG FREEDOM. I also organized the shit out of my desk drawers: dictionary, thesaurus, ... » Learn More about Alphabetizing, Organizing, & Other Things Teachers Weirdly Enjoy
Hi, I’m Stephanie!
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Hiya! I’m Steph, English teacher by trade, smack-talker by nature, and mother of three who lives by the mantra: life is too short, LAUGH! I hope you’ll stick around and check out my musings!
Hey Parents, Let’s Try Less Fixing & More Listening
Letting our kids flounder and fail is a hard but necessary part of parenting. As a teacher, I've encountered my fair share of "fixers:" parents who want to save their child from the fight. Of course I'm not talking about a fight that leads to unsafe situations or harm; I'm talking about the kind of ... » Learn More about Hey Parents, Let’s Try Less Fixing & More Listening
Things Teachers Say or Think Every Morning
During my first year of teaching, we had to send a hard copy of our homeroom attendance to the office before a certain time to ensure attendance bulletins were accurate. I would forget to send my attendance by the deadline, on average, twice a week. I spent many a'day apologizing to our superhero ... » Learn More about Things Teachers Say or Think Every Morning
Unsung Heroes of the Day
The older I get, the more I get my kicks from really pathetic stuff. Like, what's better than being all caught up on laundry (for that one whole hour...)?! I'll answer my own question: ordering take-out. Apparently the temporary highs of cleaning and food prepared by someone else are enough to ... » Learn More about Unsung Heroes of the Day
What Happens to a Teacher’s Brain on Sunday Night
I imagine there are other professionals who also hit the Sunday slump, sluggish and pathetic and praying for an.y.thing to extend their weekend. But I can't imagine anyone more than teachers needing the extra time if for no other reason than to grade the papers they said they'd grade but ... » Learn More about What Happens to a Teacher’s Brain on Sunday Night