A Teacher in Mourning

On the eve of my 23rd year in middle school

Jennifer Smith
Aug 16, 2020 · 4 min read
School desks lined against a wall
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I teach middle school. On a good day, I am invigorated. I start my morning playing Pictionary or charades with my advisory group, and we laugh hysterically. A fashionista student tells me she likes my bright silk scarf or my chunky heels, and I feel good about the outfit I threw together in my morning rush. During the day, my classroom is LOUD. Students…