My Friday confessions posts are inspired by NovaLibraryMom who blogs at One Upon A Story.
It’s time for another confession. I’m one of THOSE teachers. You know, the ones who really like their job. Here’s another secret, there are a lot of us out there. Oh sure, we don’t love the paperwork or the fact that a bunch of politicians and people who have never stepped foot in a classroom want to tell us what to do all the time. But we really, really love our job.
I love watching my students’ faces as they suddenly realize that they know how to add fractions. I love captivating them with a stunning picture book. I love inspiring them to try something new like dance or art or digital storytelling. I love talking to other teachers, about teaching.
My job is not easy, it might actually be the hardest job in the world. But that’s why I love it. If it was easy, then it would be boring! I can never ever say my job is boring.
Selfishly, I love it because it keeps me young. It pushes me to be a better person. It allows me to laugh every day. It gives me an excuse to read childrens’ literature. I can still secretly laugh at fart jokes.
So, there it is. I admit it, I love my job.