Really?? In 2nd Grade?

I can remember being in 2nd grade. Honestly it wasn't that long ago. I hated it. My teacher thought I was dumb because of the fabulous southern accent I had being from Charlotte, North Carolina. Kids made fun of me because I was still relatively new and sounded funny when I talked. But that's not the point, the point is that in all of my memories about 2nd grade I don't remember one, ever being boy obsessed or two, being nasty and manipulative. I don't remember the other girls being like that either. This is what I have learned though as I enter the 4th quarter of my first year teaching, life as I knew it at their age is NOTHING like it was for me. This is my place to talk about what I see and encounter on a daily basis in my 2nd grade classroom. The names have been changed but the stories and feelings are very much real. It's a form of therapy for me. Somewhere to vent without having to worry. Hopefully it works...