That's What Being a Badass Teacher Means!
By:  Wilma De Soto 

*Hot, humid July day.

• Cleaning up a "fetid hole", my administrator moved me to the last week of school in June in order to run me out of the business.

• Crippled from a chronic ankle issue which has needed surgery for years.

• Husband unable to help today as he has done for the past week.

• What happens?

• Students come to help me just because I ask them and for no reason except respect and love.

• Same students have been with me for good or ill which means whether I have been firm or nice to them but I taught them well.

• STILL, they have my back even though they are now middle-school age and this will be their last year at the school.

• Same students promise to return Friday even though they know my husband will be there to help.

THAT'S what being a Badass Teacher means!