Yesterday I was fortunate enough to run into someone I hadn't seen in a while. It's usually nice seeing a familiar face from the past and just checking in. Neither person really cares deeply what the other person is up to, but we both ask the obligatory who/what/when/where/why as is tradition. We got around to work and this is where things make me grumpy.
He asked what I'm up to and I told him I'm back here in Dallas teaching and have been for the past few years. His follow up question to my life choice to be involved in education was "...Like, on purpose?" Yes *******, On Purpose. Is it so crazy to believe that I'd choose to teach? Real talk, the money sounds nice, but your finance job sounds like it sucks, so save your judgement. Side note, you wouldn't have that job without teachers.
I'm happy teaching. Even when I'm so pissed off I can't sleep, I love it. Where'd all the respect teachers used to get go? If I find it, I'll share it with y'all.
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He asked what I'm up to and I told him I'm back here in Dallas teaching and have been for the past few years. His follow up question to my life choice to be involved in education was "...Like, on purpose?" Yes *******, On Purpose. Is it so crazy to believe that I'd choose to teach? Real talk, the money sounds nice, but your finance job sounds like it sucks, so save your judgement. Side note, you wouldn't have that job without teachers.
I'm happy teaching. Even when I'm so pissed off I can't sleep, I love it. Where'd all the respect teachers used to get go? If I find it, I'll share it with y'all.
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