"If I could travel to my twenty-seventh year, my first teaching year, I’d take me out for a steak, a baked potato, a pint of stout. I’d give myself a good talking to. For Christ’s sake, kid, straighten up. Throw back those miserable bony shoulders. Stop mumbling. Speak up. Stop putting yourself down. In that department the world will be happy to oblige. You’re starting your teacher career, and it isn’t an easy life. I know. I did it. You’d be better off as a cop. At least you’d have a gun to defend yourself. A teacher has nothing but his mouth. If you don’t learn to love it, you’ll wriggle in a corner of hell."
Frank McCourt, Teacher Man
If you’ve not read this, you don’t know what you’re missing. Funny, painful, strangely inspiring in its brutal honesty - it’s hands down the best memoir on teaching I’ve read. Best of all, you can get it for $2 on Amazon.
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