Marcia the teacher

I have now been named...and I think I am going to keep it. My friend, Jefferson (read his blog here) gave me this name. I am the girl he met in Central Park.

Today, I became a teacher. I decided last week that I was going to do some substitute teaching for some extra holiday cash. Today was my first day. I subbed for a speciel eduction classroom. It is one hell of a place to throw a girl on her first day. My day was surrounded by yelling kids, principles coming to see why a child was screaming, and milk poured down my back. Will I ever go back? You bet...it was a blast. I got paid to play. It might has well of been a form of prostitution.