Anonymous asked: Hi, I saw your post on TheLearningBrain about being an open lesbian teacher. I'm currently in an education program in Toronto and i identify as a lesbian. Is it hard coming out in a workplace? I've been out to all my close friends and parents and everyone is very accepting of me. I thought I was 100% comfortable with myself but recently I realized that I'm not...I try too hard not to fit into any "lesbian stereotypes" and I feel like I censor myself with the things I say.
Hello anonymous! Send me an e-mail address and we’ll chat!
Revisiting The Hedonism Handbook.
Today the Grade 9’s explained their love triangle(s) to me…
The DIY Couturier: 21 Tips to Keep Your Shit Together When You're Depressed. -
A while ago, I penned a fairly angry response to something circulating on the internet – the 21 Habits of Happy People. It pissed me off beyond belief, that there was an inference that if you weren’t Happy, you simply weren’t doing the right things.
I’ve had depression for as long as I can…
After having a rough weekend this really spoke to me. I’d add one more tip that helps me keep my shit together:
22. Adopt an orange cat (brown mutt, chirpy cockatiel, or whatever). Having a creature forces me to maintain at least some semblance of a routine when I’m really down.
Perfect Saturday afternoon.
All those kids post are pictures of cats and food. — My 83-year-old Grandpa on why he hates Instagram.
Trying to clean up my worst teacher habit: Salt Springs fair trade organic coffee (they also support 1% for the planet). Re-useable Keurig filter by Solofil.
Textbook = fail
“Educational” video = fail
“Informational” handouts = fail
This. Stuff. Is. BORING!
… Random whiteboard illustration during my prep?
The Grade 9’s were crowded around taking pictures! We’ll see if they get the bigger picture this time.
I lured my 30-2’s into reviewing their poetry terms using corny valentines and chocolate. They had to figure out whether they were dealing with a simile, metaphor, hyperbole, personification, juxtaposition, or alliteration before they could eat their chocolate. They were quite flattered until they realized I don’t write in iambic pentameter and that it was Shakespeare hitting on them.
Conversations with my Vice Principal…