Teenagers

I think I remember what it was like to be them.
The craziness that life is. Parents not knowing how to talk to you, teachers droning on about who cares what, friends that pull you in so many directions, a job that you didn't want, but have to have, and thoughts in your head that are, well, crazy! It's a time that you just want to play still....who gives a shit about the future...its later, not now. Why does everyone else seem to care so much about it?! It sucks, its amazing, its fun, its scary.....
Now for what I don't remember.
When did it become OK to cuss in front of and even towards a teacher? Someone who tries hard to help, listen, laugh, and just be there for you? When did become OK for teenagers to be in charge, at home, at school? Don't get me wrong, my students' lives suck! In the past and on a daily basis, some more than mine did, but some less. I've never had teachers and a principal, work so hard, try so much, nag to death, care, and yes, LOVE me, as these students do.
Why can't we save them all? Is is too late for some? Life is too hard? In too deep? Parents not there?


This is my vow: I REFUSE TO GIVE UP. I WILL WORK, TRY, NAG, CARE AND LOVE EVERY SINGLE TEENAGER WHO WALKS INTO MY SCHOOL. NO MATTER WHAT THEY DO OF SAY.       Signed: an Alternative High School Teacher

Jumping in

It's funny to me that it has taken this long for me to start a blog. I read others' musings, enjoy pictures, comments, original songs, and wonder why. Why can't I have thoughts such as these.....why can't my life have times such as these.....why can't I be as creative such as these.....
I have jumped in.
Both feet.
Head.
Heart.
Even if I am the only one to read it. I am doing it.
I have thoughts that shouldn't stay in my head unshared.
There are days that are a.m.a.z.i.n.g.
I have creativity at my fingertips.
So here goes.
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