Advent Reflections from a Tired Teacher

Happy Third Advent from the Grinch in Room 17 Full of Despair.

Where organized chaos is just fire with tinsel in the air. You post about

"the miracles, the laughter, and the light." I'm scraping gum off every chair

and breaking up my fifth fight. There's glitter in my coffee. There's a compass

in my shoe. Someone's drawn a demon on the whiteboard screaming, "I hate you."

I planned a perfect lesson, printed handouts, marked the rest. They just moaned,

I'm so exhausted and filmed a TikTok roast instead. Oh, come

all ye fried and faithless burned out, broken, slightly crazed.