My first year of teaching landed me in the corner of my classroom. I had my face turned away towards the wall in an attempt to hide a torrent of tears as our school’s Occupational Therapist ushered my students out for a “bonus recess” in the middle of the day. I was at my wit’s … Continue reading I stopped being a “polished professional” and started showing up in my classroom as an authentic, messy human. Here’s what happened.