Teaching at Cheyenne High School

I realized that I never talk about teaching. Its going to be my profession after all yet I find no time to write about it and only time to complain about it to my fellow teacher friends. How cute. It all started last semester when I started teaching part time (for the education program at UNLV) at Silvestri Middle School. After subbing for about a year in all grades, I was determined NOT to teach in a middle school because those dang kids are mean. MEAN MEAN MEAN. And they are hormonal. TERRIBLE combination y'all. But after last semester where I logged over 120 hours of teaching, I realized that middle school is the sh***. The kids actually want to learn and aren't "too cool for school" just yet. Bless those little 7th grade hormonal-don't know who they are-hearts. 

This semester I was placed at Cheyenne High School which is about 1 million hours from my house. 45 minutes to be exact. It was a true struggle at first because I was not used to waking up that early...well since I went to high school. To be blunt, it's considered a ghetto school as well. The exact opposite from the middle school I was at prior. Its only been a few weeks and so far it isn't too bad. I could complain about A LOT of things but I won't because once you put something on the internet, its there forever. But I will say that I am learning a lot as a teacher and don't want to quit yet. So that's gotta be a good sign.