One year ago I entered the doors of education as a bright teacher with high hopes of being able to reach and teach every student that entered my classroom. Some days I’m still that educator. Other days I question whether or not I’m actually making a difference. On those days I go home, crack open of Aldi’s wine and read reflection assignments that I had my kids write about my class. I binge watch 13 Reasons Why. Lean on Me. Dangerous Minds. There are also times that I vent to my non-teacher friends and reserve the hard hitter items for my notebooks. For the first time in my life, I feel that I’m working in my purpose. I have the job that creates all the other jobs. Nurturing the future. Planting seeds of wisdom. All the cliche catch phrases associated with being a teacher. But regardless of how critical my role is, how much I pour into my kids, the moral of the story is that the education system itself is failing our kids. But you already knew that. So I’m not sure if I told you. I currently teach Principles of Business and Finance and Entrepreneurship I at the high school level. Last year I taught Essentials of College Math, Math 2 and Advanced Functions and Modeling. Do I have a degree in math? Nope. Am I good at it? Yep. They needed a teacher. I needed […]
That one email that burns me to my soul While we have carefully reviewed your resume, we have decided to pursue other candidates, whose qualifications are more closely aligned with the requirements of the role But what about me How can I learn the skills if I’m never given the opportunity THEY said “go get an advanced degree So I did yet and still you constantly overlook me My hair isn’t burned to the roots or blonde and straightened to my shoulders Perhaps that’s why you don’t consider me over and over Maybe my skin isn’t light enough And no matter what car I drive, the degrees I hold, the languages I speak or how proper I talk I’ll still never be white enough Does my work ethic upset you My productivity speaks for itself Cause I work like I’ve got something to prove And everything to lose Is it my fault that my confidence makes my superiors feel inferior You see For me Since day one I’ve been taught to work twice as hard, be twice as smart, be twice as good to even try to occupy spaces for people that look like me Where there are none So when you pride yourself on “diversity” Are you even talking about me?