Advocacy, Child loss, Grief, Life, Loss, Mental Health, Poetry

Trauma Dumping, a Poem

Corrie's Mom

I have not shared in a long time.

Between working on my doctorate, school, and the joy of raising an opinionated 14-year-old son; I did not feel like posting as much. I have not felt like posting on Facebook anymore.

Today, I share a poem on a term about which I have written before. This time I read this poem, “Trauma Dumping,” in Corrie’s Butterfly Garden.

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They say teacher turn over is high right now, and many teachers will leave the profession in five years or less. I will enter my seventh year as a full-time teacher, and my 12th year in education after I'd started as a sub and teacher assistant. I was the student in the 1990s you did not want in your classroom because I was diagnosed with ADHD and did not know how to socialize with other kids. I was due to be tested for autism, but this was considered an ostracizing experience for a child then, especially a girl. I am a third generation teacher and author of seventeen creative works.

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