An Angry Teacher and Mr. Rogers

I am angry. Well, I was angry. Or I still am. I don’t know in this moment. I had planned to write a post to process my anger when I woke up yesterday. I was going to be open about the fact that I find myself swearing and venting and spewing grossness from inside because… Read More An Angry Teacher and Mr. Rogers

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THANK YOU, MR. SHEDD

The first day of school was rough. No one talked to my son at lunch or at the outside free time. The bus driver yelled at him because he accidentally got off at the wrong stop coming home and had to get back on. It was not what I had hoped for my child. My heart hurt for him.

So, when he told me about the best part of his day, I was so grateful. … Read More THANK YOU, MR. SHEDD