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$8.75 per hour

In my next existence, I want to appreciated. Perhaps I am that now, but I do not recognise the existence of that appreciation. I work practically everyday in someone’s classroom for peanuts. I make $8.75 an hour babysitting students. That is about $75.00 a day.   I am called a substitute teacher.  I have a … Continue reading

Just Trying To Eek Out A Living

If you are a regular reader of my words, then you know I am a non-retired, unemployed teacher.  Still, I have to eat and pay bills; therefore, I must work somewhere.  As a direct result, I work at any job that I can find that will hire me.  “Hire me” is the key phrase.  The … Continue reading

A Teacher With No Class

Those people that know me know I come from a long line of teachers.  My grandmother was a teacher in the one room schoolhouse for colored children in Georgia.  She taught every little negro child in the area.  She knew them all.  She was your typical negro parent- loving but hard on her kids.  She … Continue reading

Go Figure

It is almost the end of another school year. For teachers this is a time of great reflection. For me, this time of the year is always sad. I am a teacher without a home. I just see another year gone by without me being able to do what I love best. Still, I will … Continue reading

You know you are old when…

I was filling out job applications on-line. I ran into the question, “What year did you graduate high school.” Then, there was a sliding-scale of dates starting with 2015 and backwards to choose from. I patiently ran the cursor down the list trying to get my year. Then, suddenly the list stopped at 1980. It … Continue reading

Why substitute? It don’t pay!

There is no secret that I ain’t got no job and my prospects of finding one is bleak. I sub for other teachers who have a job. I make about sixty dollars a day after taxes. Pitiful absolutely. Doesn’t even day the bills. What the hell? Went out bought a few things and changed my … Continue reading

An Act Of Bravery

I simply said, “No. I can’t do that.” That simple statement opened me up to a barrage of abuse that continued for months. I taught for an on-line K-12 public school. My job was to supervise students by visiting them in their homes. I checked on their progress with their school work. I supervised almost … Continue reading


I have been a teacher for almost twenty-five years. I have taught in some really strange places. I have taught on every level in teaching there is. I have taught high schools, middle schools, elementary schools, in colleges and at a university. Today I taught in preschool. After teaching today, I came home and cried. … Continue reading

Begging For Opportunities

Returning from her son’s college football game, a mother meets a homeless woman who inspires her with the hope needed to try to help her son achieve a personal dream. Continue reading

What My Failure Has Taught My Children

An excellent teacher who is a disgrace to her family because she is not considered successful because she cannot find a job. Continue reading