I am a school teacher.
I am a 5th grade school teacher of 22 children.
I am a 5th grade school teacher of 22 children who need to be acknowledged.
I am a 5th grade school teacher of 22 children who need to be acknowledged each day and given a smile.
I am a 5th grade school teacher who wears down by 3:30pm because of 22 children, full of energy and questions, who need to be acknowledged each day (whether I feel like it or not) and given a smile that is genuine.
You see where this is going. I am a working adult who for some reason has a hard even saying the right answer to the question,"Do you work?" "Why yes, I am a teacher." Stumble. Stumble.
Maybe it's because I have been one for so long now. Only difference is the schedule is strictly held, I have tests to administer regularly, I can't just sit on the carpet all day to read something exciting, I get paid now, and oh yeah, I have to get up at 5:30am and actually look decent. Well, 5 out of 6 isn't so bad?
Processing. First year out of the home, I'm not teaching my own child what I'd like her to get, I am investing greatly in 22 children I just met, and somehow trying to juggle the rest of life.
Hmmm... where will this new journey take me at 44 years of age? Only time will tell.
Processing.
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