This year has been another exciting chapter in my life. I’m finishing up with Teach
f[o]r America and moving on from saving the children in Mi[ss]issippi to adventures in business school. I was accepted at W[h]arton just a few days ago, and am about 90% certain I will be returning to Philadelphia to start the two year MBA program there in September. When I was confronted by my abandonment of good works in order to be "the man" I really had to be honest and admit that "the man" paid much better.
"The children" (14-20 year olds) keep me constantly challenged and entertained, because apparently
I work them too hard and purposely keep my room "hot as an oven"... "Ms B! Ms B! Ms B I’m ‘bout to fall out. Why you keep it so hot up in here?," they shout. "To torture you, and make you miserable and hinder your ability to learn," I tell them. "What’s ‘hinder’?" ... ahh sigh.Upon returning to the Delta this August I was greeted with a roster of 30 children in "Keyboarding" with a room of 6 working computers ... when I brought this issue to the attention of the administration I was told that perhaps they could "share". So I have a new technique for keyboarding that requires oversexed, sweaty teenagers to sit one next to another and type using one hand at a time.
In reality it hasn’t been all bad this year. My computers did eventually get repaired (I finally had 18), and I made nice with a counselor who magically makes all my bad children "disappear" into other classes ... when asked where, I have to honestly say ... I don’t care.
Along those same lines, in the news there was recently a case where two teachers in Florida were arrested for duct
taping their children to a wall. Those of us in T[F]A were applauding those teachers for their restraint and ingenuity and really cannot understand where they went wrong (judgmental parents I suppose). I now take out the duct tape and often tell my students that story in order to inspire them to "be all they can be".As far as a social life I am still trying to figure out where I can buy one at a good price. The mulleted hair cuts and gun racks of the Mi[ss]issippi Delta men has done much to encourage me to seriously consider lesbianism. Hopefully, the men situation will pick up at business school, where at least if I’m not financially successful, he may be. Please feel free to send any friends, family, or males of any kind my way. I’m single with low expectations.
Much love to all in the New Year!
Lisa
