Monday, October 22, 2012

Teaching What I Love (Grateful, Day 8)

I started teaching in '92, and worked long, hard days.  I spent my evenings preparing, shopping, pimping my classroom and reading trade journals.  I loved it, but was daunted by the paperwork, the meetings, and the red tape.  The kids were amazing, and there were flashes of pure joy that made everything worth it.

Over the years, there have been kids who have changed me, moved, me, and made me laugh.  There have been others who made me question my sanity, my career choice, and my ability to make it through the day without teaching them some vocabulary words that weren't in their workbooks.

Right now, I've hit a sweet spot; I'm teaching what I love to kids--and adults---who want to learn it.  I work from home, plan my own hours, and set my own curriculum.  It's exhilarating and I love it in a way that I didn't think possible.

Grateful doesn't begin to describe it.

1 comment:

  1. I love that you've found a way to do what you love in your own way. Feels good, doesn't it? We are two pretty cool kids, eh?


Thanks for taking the time to makes me feel a little less like I'm talking to myself again.