Dear general public
Please refrain from telling me how crazy I am for teaching in an Urban High School. Half of those “crazy” little suckers are YOUR kids/cousins/nieces/friend’s children anyway. Seriously, if you spent as much worry on those poor kids as you spend on me (an adult who doesn’t need/want your help) Urban schools wouldn’t be half as bad. From now on, I will only accept concern in the form of monetary donations. No checks please.
It feels almost as good as going postal, but without the inconvenient prison sentence.
