MODERATOR NOTE: BEFORE YOU TAG ANY OF MY POSTS “THINGS THEY DON’T TEACH YOU IN SCHOOL,” PLEASE BE AWARE THAT THE MAJORITY OF THESE FACTS ARE THINGS I LEARNED IN SCHOOL, WHETHER IT’S THE AMERICAN PUBLIC SCHOOLS I STARTED OUT IN, THE PUBLIC CHARTER SCHOOL I TRANSFERRED TO, OR THE STATE UNIVERSITY I ATTENDED.
THERE ARE A LOT OF PROBLEMS WITH PROPAGANDA, SELECTIVE CURRICULA, AND HISTORICAL WHITEWASHING IN THE SCHOOL SYSTEM, BUT I WANT TO GIVE CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE, AND WITH REGARD TO MOST OF THE THINGS ON THIS BLOG, THEY ARE FACTS THAT WERE INTENTIONALLY IMPARTED ONTO ME IN A SCHOOL FUNDED BY THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT.
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When they told me that I would have to teach middle school, I thought
Oh, no. Oh, God, please, no. Not them. Not those kids, those big ones I see in the hallways. They’re bigger than I am. They don’t listen. They won’t like me. Please, please, no. Anything but middle school.
But I had no choice. They needed an English teacher. And I needed a job.
And so we were brought to one another, you all and me. I had already you were going to hate me. You had already decided you hated English class.
So, what was there left to do? What could we do, if we were both unhappy from the beginning?
We spent several grueling months, me fighting you to listen in class, and to do your grammar homework, and to turn in your writing assignments.
And finally, after nearly a quarter of the year had gone by and we all hated every minute of it, I realized what I needed to do. And I felt so stupid for not realizing it sooner, because as soon as I did it, everything that had gone so horribly wrong turned right.