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I saw it too, but it was an active shooter training for my elementary school, because everything is terrible.

I’ve been crying off and on all day about this. One of my students, who is five, and obviously a massive threat, would not be in my class right now if this had gone into effect last week (the family went back to their home country for a visit). I’ve gone out of my way to be as friendly as I can to her family because

It is through elementary, I unfortunately don’t know the policy for upper grades, but I do think there are SPED classes available. At my level, students with disabilities that exempt them from the STAAR test receive their grades in math/ELAR from the SPED teacher-the most time any student spends with them is two

My district is entirely inclusion based-the last “resource rooms” were phased out a few years ago. I’ve had students who would have been in a SPED classroom a decade ago in my room every year I’ve taught (I was in fourth and fifth previously) and they’ve done great, with help from our two awesome SPED teachers. We

Fuck him right in his fucking face. I teach kinder and right now I have a student who qualifies for SPED but whose parents will not enroll them. What happens there? To a special needs kid whose parents will not legally acknowledge they are, indeed, special needs? I can guarantee you there won’t be a teacher and

This gives me the same chills that Wendy Davis’ filibuster did. I wish I could be at my local sister march, but I doubt that giving everyone the flu would be helpful. I hope everyone marching today stays safe, because this new era scares me.

I just got Hanna Karlzon’s Summer Nights (“Sommarnatt”), and it might fit what you’re looking for! It doesn’t take a ton of time to color a page and I really enjoy most of the the designs. There are some small spaces, but even those are large enough to color in with a skinny Crayola marker.

I wish I was brave enough. There’s a little comfort in the majority of my coworkers being Dems (our staff was noticeably upset Wednesday) and the GOP-friendly members of my family being an extreme minority.

This election has been such a lesson in what people really think and how quick they can be to invalidate other people’s feelings. I’m a teacher too, and I’ve seen it at my elementary school. Our district is majority Mexican-American, and some kids are terrified because mom/dad/grandma/grandpa is from Mexico. He

I saw the video on Twitter this morning and cried. This week has been like a punch in the gut. Since Tuesday night, when I posted on FB that I had voted for Hillary, there are people at work who I thought were reasonable that are now noticeably cooler towards me. I’ve had to deal with a family member being

So much hatred is infused into these kids at home. It’s insane.

My fifth graders were terrified in the primaries. My god, I don’t know what we’ll say now.

Frankly, I can’t stand to listen to any words he has to say, but from what I haven’t been able to avoid/have read...he has an extremely limited vocabulary, and if I had to critique his speaking I would have issues with the amount of repetition and confusion. We don’t encourage our fourth graders to write and speak

As a teacher, I can tell you for a fact that we are “encouraged” to have the kids think critically. In reality, the curriculum that’s pushed does very little to encourage that and is primarily used to promote the “skills” used to pass state tests. There is no exploration, no problem solving, just disguised teaching

My parents would go out with family friends and leave all of us kids together (their oldest daughter was deemed responsible enough to babysit) and we would invariably watch Unsolved Mysteries and terrify ourselves. Then they wondered why we would all scream when they got home and opened the door!

Do you know where he was camping by any chance? My family is from Wyoming and we spend a lot of time in the woods when we’re up there. Creepiest thing I’ve ever experienced is something running through the woods near us at night. My dad swore it was a deer, but it sounded like it was running on two feet.

One of our cats won’t growl at people who come to the front door, but if someone (AC repairmen, mostly) walks around the outside of the house, she growls and follows them along the inside walls. It’s pretty reassuring for someone who gets easily spooked when alone!

When I drive to my parents’ house, there is a pretty solid amount of back road. My dad has told me over and over that if ANYONE is following me at night, even with flashing lights, that I do not stop until I’m home or at my uncle’s, whichever is closer. Shit gets real out there.

My dad and I had a mystery light sighting earlier this year! Not as up close and personal as yours, but our family had just gotten home from a trip late at night and we were unpacking the car. My parents live kind of out of town-no lights at night unless porch lights are on. I was looking up at the stars when I

Accurate. I have three electric ones between my classroom and my house and haven’t used any of them in months.