I met a Baltimore City English teacher today. She said :

“I have seen Dead Poet’s Society and that is me, but kids are different. They just want to have sex and get drunk and go to the mall and carry around $300 purses with $200 cell phones. These kids make their weather and stand in it screaming ‘Fuck! It’s raining!’… I would rather be working at McDonalds than going to bed at 10pm and getting up at 5 for bitchy kids who can’t spell their names, and not for my lack of trying… I’m planning on leaving my job at the end of the school year”