Cat's Blog

It's Tuesday . . .

Last night was difficult.  I so wanted to talk to someone, but everyone was too busy.  I realize that people have families and responsibilities that have to come before me.  I just wish I could meet more people, but I don't know where to meet them.  Plus, it's hard to go out.  Everywhere I go I run into students, former students, or their parents.  There's no privacy when you're a teacher.  They seem so shocked when they see me buying toilet paper or even just groceries.  I get really sick of going to Wal-Mart and being cornered about why little so-and-so's grade is a B instead of an A.  One of my friends (another teacher) actually had a student show up asking for help in her husband's hospital room after his heart attack!  I am at work at least nine hours a day.  You'd think that would be enough time for students to ask for help or for parents to call me. But no . . . I am a teacher 24 hours a day.