A Noise Like Wings


I have a knocking woodpecker in my heart and I think I
have three souls
One for love one for poetry and one for acting out my
insane self
The three rarely sing together

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I hate people.

All the people.

It figures that the guy who

flirted with me all night,

bought me drinks,

and asked for my phone number

would be in a relationship.

Why are guys so shady?

I know that look. He’s looking for a book.

I know that look. He’s looking for a book.

I don’t know what’s been going on for the last few Fridays, but kids have been cuh-razy. Their behavior regresses to elementary school level, they assume we’re not going to do work (“Because it’s Friday!”), and they’re just terrible in general. It hasn’t been all year - just the last few weeks. 

I went off on them today, and I feel bad for it.

But I swear, if it keeps up - I’m callin’ all their mamas.

I fought the law, and I can now teach my students To Kill a Mockingbird!

Be prepared to fall in love with this book, children.

I will teach you to love it.

I’m quite tired of asshole douchebags. 

[ INSERT “UNRESOLVED ANGER AT STUPID THINGS” RANT HERE]

Why would someone take To Kill a Mockingbird away from me? Simply because they couldn’t get their kids engaged in it several years ago? Even though it would be the perfect book to teach them for this unit?

Ugh.

Some people.

hyp·o·crite/ˈhipəˌkrit/

A person who acts in contradiction to his or her stated beliefs or feelings.

Lighter Boots

I’m not ready for my weekend to be over.

Given that I spent the majority of it in a cough-medicine-induced coma, I feel like I didn’t really have one.

But today I saw Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close with Heidi.

It was amazing, just like the book.

And a nice (and very cute) guy asked me for my number this afternoon while my friends and I were watching San Francisco lose.

It was a good Sunday.

These kids and their germs. 

I’ve had a chronic cough since October.

It’s a good thing I like them.

[The kids. Not the germs.]

Teaching Figurative Language to High Schoolers

[After explaining the definition of a metaphor and giving an example…]

Me: “Can anyone give me another example of a metaphor?”

Student: “I’ve got one, Ms. Campbell.”

Me: “Go ahead.”

Student: “Ms. Campbell is a fox.”

Me: “…No.”

Another student: “Wait, so that’s not a metaphor?”

Me: “Well, it is, but…[sigh] Moving on to similes.”

I don’t understand these “Take Back America” stickers.

Did someone steal it?