I am Teacher Man

Finished reading Frank McCourt's memoir about his teaching career in NYC. It was good. He more or less captured what my student teaching and first year of teaching was. My mother pointed out some similarities between McCourt and Myself. We were/are aspiring writers and educators in the NYC education system. We've had love affairs with classmates. He had June and I had Natalia, who I saw yesterday...ouch, kind of but not really (I would have rathered inflicted pain but taken here almost without a moments though). 

Everyone should read McCourt's Teacher Man. It's not perfect and it struggles at moments but once the Stuyvessant High School portion of the book is reached it's wonderful and beautiful. 

I'm still sick and I still have work Wednesday. Ugh.