Today was tough. Getting up at 5:45 am to work a job that I haven't done in a week is not a pleasant feeling. I considered begging my husband to figure out a budget that would allow me to stay home with...myself, I guess, since we don't have kids. Once I got to work, though, it felt right. I love talking with the students. They make me laugh, and I hope that every once in a while I can brighten up their day too. And, of course, I hope that when they leave my classroom they feel that they have received a quality education that prepares them to think.
I didn't always feel this positive about teaching. My first two years of teaching were shaky. I didn't know if I could handle the responsibility. I frequently commented those first two - three years that I felt like the oldest 23 year old in the nation.
Right now it is the right place and the right career for me. There are the ups and downs, but that's not unique to teaching. I am happy to be doing what I do, and I am proud to be teaching where I teach.
