Teenagers notice everything. Nothing will slip past them, especially not when they spend an hour (sometimes 2) staring at you as you teach. Coincidentally, teenagers are also trying to figure out their mental–>verbal filters. Random/inappropriate/funny/embarrassing/ghastly things come flying out of mouths daily. Case in point: “Ms. S, you look really nice today…..OMG YOU MUST HAVE A DATE TONIGHT!!!!”
No, I don’t have a date tonight. Can’t I wear a skirt every once in a while? Especially when said skirt is new and super cute? Never mind that I still have the usual teacher hairdo (more like the non-do).
Glasses : bonlook – necklace/bracelet : my mom’s from when she was 12 – tee/belt/skirt : j.crew – cardi : super old from Therapy – shoes : nine west (also seen here) – watch : Marc by Marc Jacobs via Nordies Rack
Beau went to Norway and got himself these super creepy but cute but awesome all at the same time socks. I’m super jelly. OMG so creepy! but sooo adorable!
Beau’s got hairy hobbit feet. ha. eww.
Students make me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside sometimes. Especially when they come bearing food gifts! Like this Viet style coconut jelly desert.
It’s a monday. I have a 4pm parent-teacher meeting. So I dress accordingly, which in the teaching profession translates as a button up shirt. Don’t I look so serious and intellectual? Never mind that in Physiology class today we spent some time talking about pelvises, coccyxes and how big the inlet and outlet is in women compared to men. I am totally serious, even when my hand is simulating a baby’s head going through a woman’s pelvis. No giggling allowed. This is my serious we-are-going-to-learn-anatomy face.
The awesomeness starts when I call to confirm scheduled parent-teacher meeting. Phone number is disconnected! Teenager of parent comes to 6th period with her attitude fully adjusted to normal levels. She calls mom on her cell phone (magical special phone number), mom confirms meeting time (4pm), with a few crass words thrown in for effect. Fantastic. 4:30pm…no mom. So much for the seriousness!!
This means I get to go home and eat cranberry pumpkin bread! Bambi is happy, she gets to vacuum crumbs. Woot woot! Even better: a Pho date with the besterest dean of students ever, Mr. Emmi for later in the evening. Teachers have lives too, you know.
Larissa comes to visit. She’s plucky, she’s unafraid, and she’s got her style down. And she’s my doctor friend. You see, teachers have friends who are not also teachers.
If you ever run across Larissa in SF or New Orleans, ask her to do an interpretive dance for you. You’ll love it, I promise.
scarf: H&M – cardigan: j.crew – top: H&M and target – jeans: madewell – shoes: DV by Dolce Vita – bag: f21
We are teachers, and we have lives. good ones!