tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post7156579508303766609..comments2023-05-04T08:08:39.681-05:00Comments on rainbow motel: Movin' On Up...(and away from the east side)Rainbow Motelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181387926946193981noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-17912619961028157652013-07-17T18:58:14.912-05:002013-07-17T18:58:14.912-05:00Hope your father continues to recover and that you...Hope your father continues to recover and that you are recovering from your dispiriting years in the public school system (yay, Texas?)<br /><br />Speaking of Texas, is Wendy Davis your state senator?shrink on the couchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13271891110211081990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-73969399157806054572013-05-28T13:42:01.945-05:002013-05-28T13:42:01.945-05:00I am stoked for you and the new job! How exciting ...I am stoked for you and the new job! How exciting for you and a great way to get back to loving what you do. <br />I will send all my postitive vibes your way that your dad has a speedy recovery. 8https://www.blogger.com/profile/05914446869377983548noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-47592173615379138582013-05-28T11:22:02.523-05:002013-05-28T11:22:02.523-05:00"Teaching Literature." What a lovely, lo..."Teaching Literature." What a lovely, long-awaited job title. I know it won't be without its own frustrations--teenagers...oy--but at least it won't be a daily exercise in pounding your head against a wall of apathy and ignorance. You deserve this. I hope this summer is relaxing and dread-free!!Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02563368509158796236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-61771393664001978042013-05-28T09:24:22.671-05:002013-05-28T09:24:22.671-05:00Eight days. Just maintain and try not to collapse....Eight days. Just maintain and try not to collapse. I'm beyond elated for you to get that new assignment teaching literature. <br /><br />You'll probably cry on the first day next fall when they all walk in and actually sit there, relatively quiet and waiting for you to speak. If you do, tell them why. They'll love you forever.<br /><br />I wish nothing but the serenest of summers for you. Let Mr. Half take care of you. If your Boys are home, clue them in and let them minister to you as well. I do so love it when my own Boys take care of me.<br /><br />Well done, good and faithful servant (strike that) soldier. Bless your lovely heart. How well I know.Nancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627214346956206283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-5319487625513680112013-05-28T00:12:20.873-05:002013-05-28T00:12:20.873-05:00I discovered your blog today and have been enjoyin...I discovered your blog today and have been enjoying my way backward through your archive of lovely prose and razor sharp observations. Thank you, thank you for writing! Please don't stop. Jenny Hart Borenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06587246633354905840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-67682242921382473512013-05-27T21:02:41.994-05:002013-05-27T21:02:41.994-05:00It seems time for you to catch a break in teaching...It seems time for you to catch a break in teaching--I hope it's what you want it to be. Our system does, indeed, seem to be broken. Best wishes for your father's recovery.Jenn @ Juggling Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14455967210924573398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-90103299017306321742013-05-27T15:31:57.435-05:002013-05-27T15:31:57.435-05:00I love your analogy about getting kids raised on c...I love your analogy about getting kids raised on cheetos ready for the Olympics. I don't really understand the messed-up attitude about education in this country. Between the angry, tea-party, concerned taxpayers who want to obliterate education spending, to policies on standardized testing that clearly have no grounding in reality, to all the crazycakes parents, it all seems too much. I'm glad you've found a better job, and I hope your father continues to recover.Patience_Crabstickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16860012969550268614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-71633241090899797082013-05-27T13:33:17.481-05:002013-05-27T13:33:17.481-05:00Congratulations on the new job! It's got to b...Congratulations on the new job! It's got to be better than the current one. I hope your dad recovers quickly. It's so rough on older people to be confined in the hospital so long - they can barely walk when they get out, they've lost all muscle tone, and some of them (including my own dad) temporarily lose their minds. If my father ever goes into the hospital again, I have no doubt it will kill him.Suburban Correspondenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-32872056636778508342013-05-27T09:52:25.633-05:002013-05-27T09:52:25.633-05:00you have been beaten down. i hope this summer is k...you have been beaten down. i hope this summer is kind to you and nothing but good things happen.anamanzanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07400924393590523783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-17522334510299006132013-05-27T05:43:45.464-05:002013-05-27T05:43:45.464-05:00I'll keep praying for your dad. I'm so gl...I'll keep praying for your dad. I'm so glad or YOU to get a different position. How people can work under those conditions is beyond me. Total madness. And it's not for lack of heart, creativity and effort that we can't change this broken system--your Olympic analogy is spot on. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-79846456082718632862013-05-27T02:17:35.797-05:002013-05-27T02:17:35.797-05:00Just realized I forgot to close my original parent...Just realized I forgot to close my original parentheses. I hope you won't hold it against me. I have a terrible problem with run-on sentences.MsCarolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03623997911568143459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-34949929202779623182013-05-27T02:15:48.707-05:002013-05-27T02:15:48.707-05:00God, I can't tell you how relieved I am for yo...God, I can't tell you how relieved I am for you. I've taught in some rough schools (the one that comes to mind right now is the one where the Momma showed up to a team meeting in her bedroom slippers and curlers and - when our team leader began the meeting by stating that we were concerned because her son (the thug) was failing every class and had spent 80% of the last month in ISS - stood up, screamed, "Don't raise your voice to the Queen!" but I don't think I've ever worked anywhere quite like what you have to deal with. You must feel like a huge load has been lifted off your shoulders. Hope that your dad continues to recover and the birthday party is the best one he's ever had. I taught middle school (6,7,8) for 8 years and really enjoyed it. I'm sure you're looking forward to being back with kids again who've already lost most of their teeth. Congratulations and hold on for those last 8 days!MsCarolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03623997911568143459noreply@blogger.com