My Nose Knows I Blew It. A Rough time To Be A Teacher.

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20. Near the end of my teaching career, I transferred to an urban district. High school - It didn't have special ed. Rather,

it had inclusion. That means 30% of kids disrupting the learning environment for 70% of the class.

I got tired of having objects thrown at me when my back was turned. Yes, I "reached" a couple of kids. Most of the kids liked me and I hope they got something out of the class. I still think about some of them and wonder how their lives turned out.

However, January 4th, 2006 is when I had enough. I turned in my pension papers and left.

Years later, comes covid. I could have kept my pension payment and earned a salary, plus S.S. for a grand total of $180k for each of two years,

It wasn't worth it. I stayed home and continued enjoying life with my hiking club. So did the other retired teachers in the club.

Consider doing the same.


Effects of some of those injuries are going to stay with you for the rest of your life.

Boxers and football players have injuries that stay with and shorten their lives or lessen the enjoyment of their lives.