Teaching MS is like being in MS all over again. Did I tell you I hated MS. It was not easy. But I'm adult now and I'm surrounded by intelligent responsible adults. We have a huge faculty too. Something really close to 100. ELA is the biggest department. 25 lovely ladies and one nice man. 8 in our grade. We meet with our OLC team; 8 8th grade Lang Arts ladies EVERY TUES and THURS. That's a lot of time to spend "working it out." Especially when there are several AKIAs in the group. I speak up occasionally but mostly I take notes. My head still down. I've been treated poorly a few times. Once the lead ended up in my room after school tearfully apologizing. But I take it as a compliment. I know I made them look bad. Or my good teaching does anyway. I'm good at my job. Besides I couldn't care less how they feel or behave. When it comes down to it (observation scheduled for the week before Thksgn Break), I can defend my own teaching and I will. My mentor is amazing. She makes everyone look bad. She is the cutest long blonde hair always stylish mom that makes ALL her kids work. College level material. She tells them often, THIS IS EIGHT GRADE! I love her. She's making me so much better. She has saved me from drowning this year. She is the most generous person I know. A gift from God.
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