I’ve always wanted to be a teacher. Sometimes I would imagine myself in other roles, but I would always go back to teacher.
Today, for 17 minutes, a small group of people gathered on my college campus in solidarity with the school walkouts occurring across the country. It was a simple affair – one girl said a few words, a priest said a prayer, and then we stood in silence for the remaining 4 minutes.
Those 17 minutes, they’ve hit me hard. I’ve never experienced gun violence, never known anyone involved in a school shooting. But one thought kept turning around in my head: I don’t want this responsibility. I don’t want “willingness to stand between a student and a gun” written in my job description. It shouldn’t have to be. I want to be a teacher because I want to see students’ eyes light up, NOT the other way around. Is that so much to ask?
I still want to teach. Nothing will change that. I know that school shootings don’t happen every day, that I will likely never have to witness one. I walked into a public school every day for 13 years and never felt unsafe. But, frankly, so did the kids at Parkland. At Sandy Hook. Every one of those schools.
I was lucky. I still am lucky. But it never should have been about luck. School safety should be a given.
Today, think about the students. But also think about the teachers. The administrators. The nurse. The janitor. The cafeteria workers. The librarian. Think about the adults in the building. Think about every person in your school that you took for granted. Do you want “willingness to stand between a student and a gun” written in their job description? Because that’s what it’s come down to.
Something needs to change.
man if u ever in your life have the opportunity to see a therapist i’m literally begging you to do so bc they really do just straighten your stuff out so blunt like when I was 17 my dad died in a fire while he was between life insurance so we had nothing and the bank took our house and we lost like everything and when I was 20 I said I didn’t know why I think the way I do and my therapist said “that’s normal for victims of trauma” and I said “but I haven’t been through any trauma” and the look she gave me was more potent than any verbal wakeup call I’ve ever gotten in my entire life
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Thats a big as mood.
Reading this just made me mad as hell lmao
Not be confused with „Wider Vereinigung“ what literally means to be against a „Wiedervereinigung“
what happened in Germany in 1990?
1 Germany + 1 Germany = 1 Germany
Do i need to add more??
Student in the hall: if you’re stressy and depressy an your life is kinda messy clap your hands!
Entire hall: *CLAP CLAP*
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My life in a nutshell
„Veni, Vidi, Reliqui“
„I came, I saw, I left“
That’s probably my life quote and my life in a nutshell.
Even though I don’t really know what to do with it.
I don’t really like my brother but nowadays I relate to him more than I want to.
And it scares me like hell, because I never thought I’d get why he is so aggressive and mad about my mom.
I just want to figure life already out without getting scolded.
1920s- Star gazing, dances like nobody’s watching, beautiful but doesn’t know it, rainy days, shy, old books, night time drives in the summer, fairy lights, pale skin, drinks tea
1950s- Flawless makeup, amazing singing voice, thick hair, sweetest person you know, mesmerizing eyes, always has snacks, seems shallow but is really nice, sunrises, the smell of lavender, insecure
1970s- Lots of plants, the most amazing jewelry, down to earth, polaroid pictures, soulful, sun kissed skin, plays acoustic guitar, talking into the late hours of the night, beautiful hair, paints
1980s- True crime, colorful wardrobe, game nights with friends, great with animals, candles, contagious laugh, soft music, walks on the beach, bold, writes poetry
1990s- Scrunchies, coolest shoes, movie marathons, baking, adventurous, a leader, sleepovers, fueled by coffee, hilarious, dyed hair, always on the move, dusk, always smells good
2000s- Cotton Candy, acts confident but is scared, walks through the woods, constantly tired, perfect nails, massive cd collection, never knows what’s happening, singing in the car, soft blankets
Reblog with which one you are!
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