My second day as a teacher was a Tuesday morning… (Part II)

Yes, you read that last part of the other post correctly. If you listen to country music, then you know that I was one of those teachers Alan Jackson sang about in his song. I was standing in front of a classroom full of 7th graders, one of which was to be my future sister-in-law …

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My second day as a teacher was a Tuesday morning… (Part I)

My second day as a teacher was a Tuesday morning. I remember it really clearly. I just started as a 7th grade math/science teacher in Goldsboro, North Carolina. Just ten days earlier, I had packed all of my belongings up and moved from Houston, Texas with my new boyfriend, Jason (whom I now just call …