Confessions of a High School Language Teacher or Why I Never (Used to) Read Foreign Language Annals



Home at 4:30 after grueling day of five classes, three levels, evaluations, 15-minute lunch shared with hall duty, after-school remediations, detentions, lesson plans, and run-in with parent. Drag body into kitchen for a chocolate chip cookie I will regret later, drop into chair to stare into space. No Newsweek or Good Housekeeping so I pick up Annals. Flip through for something of interest.