I am not that teacher that will sneak out without warning. I am in my final 3 years of being a classroom teacher. Some may care, but many will not. I am fine with that. I am not in this for my ego. Gosh.... if I was... I am in trouble. I do have to say that I keep love notes from students and thank yous. I believe them when they say I am making a difference. But, I am not doing it for me. I am doing it because I care. I want to be the perfect teacher for every child. I want to always say the right thing at the right time, but I know I fall short.
Being an elementary teacher, I often have the feeling I am swimming up stream. I have so many ideas and so many things I want to teach them.. BUT...
Don't get me wrong. Teaching is me. During the school year my classroom is more of me than my family, running, and my spiritual life. Really, I know this is wrong, but it is true. During the school year, my job takes over and it is everything. I know this is not healthy. I dream about it all summer (July) long. Why? I do know that I am cut out for more. Some day I will do even more. I don't know how, but I will.
I really don't need anyone to see this, but if you happen to... maybe you will see why I need to retire from being a classroom teacher and move on to something else. I have done this my whole adult life. I need to learn how to live.
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