Every morning I draw a smile and drive to sit in a school parking lot. I take deep breaths. More like gulps, really. I count to ten and tell myself, “Just pull two feet onto concrete. Drag each knee over, one by one. You can do it. You are strong.” But I’m having a hardContinue reading “Want Some Goody-Goody? Tweet a Teacher.”
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