Sigh...

You know when you get to a point in life when really the only thing you can do is sigh? Like (and for the record I actually stopped and erased the word "like" because I really do hate using it lest I sound like a high schooler...I mean, I spend enough time with them, I don't need to talk like them too...but it fits here) there isn't any other solution or thing that can make you feel better. Generally speaking sighing is reserved for situations that you are exasperated with or just want to give up on...so I suppose this doesn't really fit because I don't want to give up, but really what else is there to do?


Some students that I may or may not work with at a rather large suburban high school (always want to protect some shred of anonymity right?) are making some rather POOR choices as of late and I think all that is left to do is sigh. A few weeks ago a bunch of them went on a trip to NYC, some of them smoked an illegal substance, some of them got suspended. It was the talk of the town. You would think that making an example of a few prominent students would be enough...but alas, another group of students are on another trip and the very same thing happens. Really? What are they thinking? It's almost like a slap in the face you know. We spend all of this time talking about making good decisions and how choices affect our futures...yep. Been talking to myself apparently. This is the part of the job that I abosolutely hate.

But here is the part of the job that I absolutely LOVE!!

We beat the rival by one point. Sure...that brings our record to something like 2-7 but whatever. For those brief moments life was grand.

And here are a bunch of CHAPERONES...yep adults at the high school dance getting our picture taken.

Why wouldn't you want to be a high school teacher? Perhaps I'm just a little bit premature in passing out my sighs.