After two and a half years teaching at Homestead Senior, I made one of the most difficult decisions of my life–to leave.
Why I decided to leave? I still can’t logically explain it. Nothing was wrong. I had the best students, the best administration, I was doing so much, getting kids to learn, to invest in their education, to express themselves through art, to showcase their talent. I was doing everything a TFA teacher dreams of ever accomplishing.
The problem was, I wasn’t at my best.
I wasn’t happy.
And at first I felt like such a failure for wanting to leave teaching. Teaching used to give me such life, joy, and purpose. I had made a commitment to these kids. To empower them to fight against the social injustice plaguing their communities. I had preached many a off topic lessons about putting your education first and to never give up. I had first-handedly…
It’s the end of my second year of teaching. I know. I suck. at blogging. And that made all the difference between my first and second year of teaching. The constant reflection during my first year contributed to my tremendous growth and self-awareness of myself as an individual, as a purposeful human being, and as…read more »
It’s the end of the year and I miss these crazy kids already! As I read the letters they have written to me, it hits me how much we have gone through together. Today, I got to call some of them about their End of Course Geometry scores. I wish I could see them in…read more »
Finally, my long overdue video blog! Here I talk about the poetry club I started at Homestead Senior High and how it has been such an amazing platform on which students can stand and be heard. Towards the end, there is a video link to watch the spoken word piece my students inspired me to…read more »
As I returned to my classroom today, after a long day of testing, I noticed for the first time in a long time, “Our Big Goal” bulletin board that I put up on the very first day of school. It says “100% of students will pass the EOC exam”. I meant to add 2 more…read more »
I’m sitting here in the Miami-Dade Campus Library maybe an hour away from Homestead. Why am I here? Well the past few days I’ve been driving up here to take one of my students to her Piano Slam rehearsal. Her poem was chosen out of 500 other poems all across Miami-Dade. She will be performing…read more »
My poetry club students decided to do something special last week. After the incident where I started crying, they all pretty much got into their feelings. After our meeting, they went up to City Year (and anyone who crossed their path) and just gave them hugs. The next day, M, our club president came up…read more »
you know that feeling of being so tired that you just want to cry? and no matter how hard you try, you can’t pinpoint why? well, that happened today after school as my poetry club was walking into my classroom. They saw it coming, so they starting cleaning my classroom for me. Then it came. I…read more »
In my class, I have 2 pregnant girls. One recently gave birth and the other is due in May. I’ve never thought much of it, teenage pregnancy. I guess I just didn’t know how to react. I mean I let them go pee the 10 times they need, I ask how they’re feeling, and I…read more »