Oh, how I love teaching. Oh, how I relish in the look on a student's face when the gifts of knowledge and understanding take hold. Oh, how I celebrate that feeling of pure joy that is prancing through rows of desks, skipping, frolicking, humming, and singing to the tune of learning. OH HOW I LOVE IT. I feel giddy just typing in these words....just the thoughts, the images, the emotion that is teaching. I just can't get enough of that job...that profession...that career...that calling.
So, I left teaching.
Took a full-time, salaried position that includes an office, a desk, business cards, a surpervisor, comp time, vacation time, a lunch hour, and an email signature longer than is reasonable for any sensible adult.
And I'm a little upset about it.
Maybe upset isn't the right word. Confused definitely fits, but that implies that there is some sort of "correct" solution of which I am lacking understanding. Mad could fit, but who is to blame? Sad can definitely describe the feeling, but how can it be entirely accurate when I have been given such a wonderful opportunity? So we'll stick with upset, because I'm going to have to face reality sooner or later....
but Oh, how I love(d) teaching.
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