Why I Teach
Since it's Teacher Appreciation Week, I thought I would share this story that happened today, and reminds me why I still teach. I am wrapping up year 21 of teaching. Isn't that crazy?! I love teaching. Do I love everyday? No. Do I love every class? Nope. I have a class this semester that is one of the most negative groups of children I have ever encountered. They take so much patience and I won't lie, I'm pretty much out at this point of the year. Despite them, I love teenagers. I love interacting with them everyday. I love bein' all up in their business. About 4 years ago, the young lady that is the focus of today's blog, arrived at school in a blaze of glory. There are not enough descriptors to describe this young lady. She was dra-m-a. DRAMMMAAAAA. She was cursing at teachers. Cursing at kids. Skipping class. Getting in fights. Making out with boys. Getting in fights. Cursing at anyone and everyone. I would rather have cleaned the toil