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The best teachers don’t follow methods but are richly informed and widely interested and interesting themselves—the difference between a doctor and a mere druggist who spoons out the advised doses. —Dawn Powell
Ms. De La Rosa’s Spanish II classes,
twenty-two-year-old named Ms. Sanderson, who taught geography to remedial freshmen,
Nurse Honeycutt,
Principal Kendricks,
The two of them taught advanced Engli...
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Mr. Fitzsimmons who taught math to sophomores
assistant principals, Mr. Ellis,
biology teacher Mr. Rayfield, who merely shrugged his shoulders,
It was Ms. Fletcher, a respected veteran English teacher with a full load of advanced seniors.
Amanda Fletcher
Upon reflection, Amanda had to admit that what upset her most of all was not the kiss, but the realization that adulthood did not prevent otherwise reasonable, intelligent people like Mr. Lehrer from doing stupid things. The thought made her nervous about her own future.
This job now felt less like an art form and more like a factory line.
One of the assistant principals present, Ms. Garcia, gave the first-year teacher a sympathetic look.
The other assistant principal there, Ms. Baker,
There was so much about their jobs that could not be explained well, especially to those who had never worked in a school. It often felt like trying to describe some strange supernatural phenomenon, some bizarre thing outside the laws of nature.
Jessica Patterson, the tallest of the ash blondes. She was the formidable PTO president,
A person could color-code and list and organize, but in the end, life sometimes just happened to you.
Ms. Lovie Jackson, head guidance counselor at Baldwin High School, would rather be doing at present.
Ms. Harper, the slight, peppy redhead from Central Office,
Yeah, guiding kids to think for themselves and understand nuance is why I got into this business. And that approach seems to be in real danger. Not just in Texas but everywhere.
AP Kitty Garcia.
Angie Jimenez was forty-four and had started her teaching career at Baldwin nineteen years prior,
Mark looked down at the incoming message. It was from his wife, Lisa.
Punk was an ethos Mark genuinely believed in, a way of living that valued individualism, rebellion, questioning authority, and doing the Right Thing always.
As he and Lisa sank into the couch and he pressed his lips against her familiar, welcoming mouth, he knew he had done the right thing. The ethical thing. Maybe even the rebellious thing. It was the most punk rock moment of his life.