It wasn't so long ago that I DREAMED of having my own classroom. I'd be so irritated when people would complain about their class assignments. UM YOU HAVE CLASS ASSIGNMENTS TO COMPLAIN ABOUT! What about the 4 plus years of school that I did to have NOTHING? What about all the bullcrap interviews I did when they'd basically decided who to hire before I sat down in that chair? I WANTED it. I wanted to stop feeling like I'd wasted my life getting a degree that was doing nothing for me. I wanted to stop feeling useless and dumb and unwanted.
And I finally have my very own classroom. It's not perfect. Far from it. I'd like to be making a wage that would support my child if I EVER (please oh please never) had to do it. I'd like to have paid sick time in case the germs I'm exposed to daily from the children I work with ever attack my superb (just jinxed it) immune system. I'd like to have a personal day. I'd like to get paid for a snow/ice day. Hell, I'd like to be treated like a professional.
I digressed. But it pisses me off when people complain about teacher salaries. CLEARLY YOU SHOULD NOT BE JEALOUS OF MINE. ;) Oh sure, I get 3 months off but that is also unpaid and I do NOT make enough the other 9 months to pay many bills around here. Thank you, awesome husband of mine.
I digressed again.
Anywhoo.. Anyway, I get it. I'm lucky. I have a job. I'm making a difference. Every day, I see the results. Every day I see a child learn something they didn't know the day before. It is awesome. Every day I get to see the smiles. I get the hugs. It is the best. And I am so glad I stuck it out to experience my own classroom.
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