Chalkdust
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After leaving the structured, orderly confines of his comfortable college experience, Curby Alexander traveled halfway across the country armed with nothing more than a diploma to begin his career as a teacher. From the moment he crossed the threshold into his empty classroom, through the process of learning to cope with endless feelings of isolation and incompetence, toward small victories of hope and laughter along the way that somehow kept him going, Curby invites you into the world of a first-year teacher through perceptive, heartfelt storytelling. These experiences were more than events; they became the connective tissue that gave his career form and meaning, and his memories are like chalkdust at the end of a long day of teaching, subtle reminders of purposeful hard work, the value of lifelong learning, and the power of human connection.
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Just one more year. One more year and I would be out of this place, safe, no longer in danger. That is, if I even made it to graduation. Hope wasn't even a thing on my radar until a stranger with bright blue eyes called my name at the bottom of a hill. He was kind, warm and he acted like he might actually care about me, the problem was...he was my teacher. How could I push him away when all he wanted to do was help me live? Can I believe what he says? Can I trust him? Or is my fate of dying before I get my diploma sealed in the stars? Here's to senior year.

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