Grand Architecture
Contact a Staff Member Location Press
VAPA Academies Dance Music Theatre Arts Visual Arts Arts Support Links
English Language Arts History-Social Science Mathematics Physical Education Science Special Education World Languages Counseling Department
CAHSEE Testing Classroom Supplies Data School Maintenance Teacher Web Pages Faculty Handbook
Cafeteria Menu CAHSEE Testing Class of 2014 Clubs College & Careers Leadership Class Yearbook Tutoring
Parent Teacher Student Association (PTSA) Governance
Main Calendar Bell Schedules

Jeffrey Morse Locker

PPT, Word, Excel Viewers [Go]
Acrobat Reader [Go]

Jeffrey Morse
Walden Pond The Lorraine Motel The House of 7 Gables Thoreau's Cabin in the Woods The Catcher in the Rye Boston Public Library Words of Advice Mark Twain House The Catcher in the Rye Seattle Public Library The Catcher in the Rye

About Me

When I I left my hometown, I knew that I would only ever return to visit. I was restless, and ready to leave. I had no idea where I was going, but had an education to pursue, so I let it point the way.  

I was born and raised in Huntington Beach, California. As a kid, I went to a very small private school. I graduated from eighth grade with only fifteen other kids (most of whom I had known since kindergarten), then went to Huntington Beach High School, and then Orange Coast Community College. In 2000, I was accepted to UCLA.

To live in Los Angles and study at UCLA would be thrilling. I would earn a degree in business and work at a prestigious accounting firm. Once I was rich, maybe I would open a vegetarian cafe or record store just for fun. But then I got to UCLA, suffered through a few weeks of Calculus 2, and changed my major. Studying English was not a great choice, fiscally. But it fulfilled a greater need. I got to read books. Great books. Wuthering Heights, To the Lighthouse, Giovanni's Room. I graduated UCLA in 2003 with Honors, and with a BA in English (and accounting). I had a job, but I needed a career. Or at least a salary. I had read lots of Shakespeare and Milton. Surely, that meant something? It didn't. 

As an English major, I was unemployable. But, I thought, "I am qualified to live in England." So I fled to London. Frequently, I walked along the Thames, past Shakespeare's Globe and often I loitered in front of Virginia Woolfe's Bloomsbury flat. But I was still unemployable. It eventually occurred to me, that I could be a teacher. I had a passion for literature (what was moving to London if not a failed attempt to escape into the the books I had read) and loved to learn. So I reasoned that I could teach and that I could enjoy teaching. Fortunately, I was right.

This is my ninth year teaching English in LAUSD. I spent the first four years of my teaching career at Banning High School, in Wilmington. And this my fifth year here at VAPA.

I miss being young and aimless. And I miss London a lot. But I love my profession, my colleagues, my community, my school, and my students. I'm grateful to be here, and happy to stay. And I'm no longer restless. This is where I belong.

News

No news posted