Rip Rense writes an appreciation of his neighbor Pete, a third-grade teacher who still likes his job but who needs to rant.
The next day, he gets up and does it all over again.
Every time I hear Pete's door shut in the morning, I think to myself, "give that guy a medal." He's taught for over twenty years in the LAUSD---second, third, fifth, and sixth grades---the first six in South L.A., and the rest in Crenshaw.
Then, as I hear his feet heading downstairs, I think to myself: "Nah---nobody cares."
It's the Wednesday extra on The Rip Post.