The Tattooed Teacher

        As I sit here enclosed by papers that need to be graded, planning binders that need to be sorted out, copies that need to be made, and a never ending to do list, I enjoy the cookie bar I snagged from the teacher lounge and think, life couldn’t get any better. Now, it may be the tacky tourist getup I am wearing for homecoming week (think Dora 2.0) or the fact that it is sunny out, but, ladies and gentlepeople, the teacher life couldn’t be more chaotically perfect.         I have to apologize for not getting a post out sooner. If you have ever had a life, you know it gets in the way and many ideas get pushed to the back burner, even if they are important to you.         Well, here we are. It is only three months until the end of the year. Some major points that have happened along the journey of classroom 115 have opened my eyes as a teacher and some that have also made me want...