Teaching. It's a roller coaster of emotions.
It has its ups. It has its downs.
There are days you leave feeling on top of the world and days that make you want to never enter a classroom ever again. Ever.
I just don't know of many other jobs like it. It's what you get when you work with little ones.
The little ones that melt your heart.
The little ones that push your buttons.
The little ones that love to help.
The little ones that make the messes.
The little ones. There's just something about them.
Maybe it's our desire as teachers to make an impact. Maybe that's what makes us give our whole heart to our profession.
It's the miracle of watching a struggling student finally get it or getting the blurter to respect his classmates enough to wait his turn. It's a million little things that can take us to cloud nine or down into the depths of despair all in the same day.
It a privilege and a hardship this teaching occupation. Between the administration, the parents, the legislature and the testing, there is much to criticize, but that's not what keeps us in the classroom year after year.
It's the little feet that walk into our rooms, the little hands that hug or give high fives, the little ears that sometimes listen and sometimes don't.
It's the little things. Because the little things matter.
Hats off to you teachers, this isn't for the faint of heart.
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