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Yes, I am a teacher. No, I am not a hero. I am not a martyr. Nor am I a saint, knight in shining armor or wizard. I am a teacher. I was two or three failing grades away from joining the family farm. I eat M&Ms, wear dirty socks on days that I forget to do my laundry, and eat salads that my fiancée makes me for lunch.
I appreciate the massive amount of support that has been poured over my profession ever since the cursed Common Core was implemented. But we teachers can handle the problems and negativity. We are not poor, helpless punching bags smacked around by big government and lawmakers.
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Yes, I am a teacher. No, I am not a hero. I am not a martyr. Nor am I a saint, knight in shining armor or wizard. I am a teacher. I was two or three failing grades away from joining the family farm. I eat M&Ms, wear dirty socks on days that I forget to do my laundry, and eat salads that my fiancée makes me for lunch.
I appreciate the massive amount of support that has been poured over my profession ever since the cursed Common Core was implemented. But we teachers can handle the problems and negativity. We are not poor, helpless punching bags smacked around by big government and lawmakers.