I am addicted to both educating children and the canning factory that is school. As for the latter, I'll be punching out soon enough, leaving all manner of spillage on the floor. It is (probably past) time to let the second shift -- the newbies -- have their turn. But I intend to keep teaching. And that is why I have, for the past seven weeks, been tutoring at night.
Privately. For very little money. (How does twelve bucks an hour sound to you? It almost pays for the printing ink and supplies.)
The parents pay what they can afford. And I get to keep on doing what I absolutely need to do.
And hey, this week we're learning about snakes and reading some Silver Birch books.
(I'm going to miss pizza days and soccer at recess, though.)
UPDATE: One boy's parents want me to continue the sessions through the summer. Fuck me. Summer is when I lie in the sun drinking beer, hoping I'll be dead before I come to.
2 months ago