Nothing

I was listening to music on my drive to San Antonio, and I realized that music can be a dangerous thing. It can make you think about what you might not have thought about otherwise. It sucks you in and spits you out - leaving you to deal with the consequences. Sometimes it's good, but other times, not so much...

Car Troubles Tumble down

People say that bad things happen in 3's. So where does that leave me? Three weeks ago I had to replace my timing belt for the 2nd time! The 2nd time! Cna you believe it? Well then I hit a bunny driving in the pitch black darkness of the never ever known world on the way to Shiner, TX. It was like a scene in the Blitchware project movie that came out a few years ago. And then yesterday, oh YESTERDAY. I have a million leaks in my car which amount in cost to more that my car is worth. Then this morning, a flat tire.
Sigh. I cannot be eloquent or properly expressive.

The Predicament

I am in a position that means I must set a good example. Therein lies part of the problem. Many in my profession find themselves out of a job because of what they have let loose on the waves of the internet. With the trend of society: journals like this, facebooks, my spaces', and personalized websites, all splatter the internet with personal information and photos. Am I supposed to hide myself away in the pages of a book or paper copy of a newspaper because I am afraid that something I say or pitcture on a page with offend someone, or make me seem like a bad example? Where does that leave me?? I must censor my language, censor my hobbies, censor my technological interests - all of these things because someone could take it the wrong way. How do I have a life but at the same time safeguard my self against harm?

They taught me to teach, but they didn't teach me this.

All this time I thought we were in it for them,
Because teaching is for them to learn to
Claim their education and make something of the
Dirt that our world has started to become, but
Education, teaching, aren't all that and nothing more, but are
Filled with sticky situations between the
Group of women and men, mostly women, that can't seem to
Internalize that we are all in this together - that
Joining what we know and drawing on the
Knowledge of our own education, our own
Learning, we can become as a collective much
More, not only for our own selves, but for the students who
Need tools to enter the world with, but instead of this
Open discussion to improve learning, we let
Politics pollute the collaboration and our
Quest to educate becomes laborous, leaving us to
Rescue ourselves from our confusion that has
Seeped into the lonely room we teach in.
Team mates cease to be part of a team and everything
U thought was possible becomes difficult.
Values aren't shared and delussions you once had
Will collapse under the consistant
Xerox of undermining and resistance to togetherness.
Years in our career will pass away until
Zero of this matters. Instead, only them - the kids. the reason I am here.

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