From journalism to middle school Language Arts teacher…never thought I would see that happen.

Teaching has been a true eye opener. I love my kids. They are truly a clever bunch…even when they drive me nuts.

Today, however, was one of those days all teachers experience (some more than others) where you come home from work and are completely worn out and all you want is a nice BIG glass of wine.

A few fights and in class glares later, I was having one of those days.

As I sit here with my glass of wine, reflecting on why I decided to drop all my journalistic skills to become a teacher…it came to me. Even though these kids may not to the homework I assign, or may talk the entire class without a second thought. Although there are days I could honestly just yell at every one of them…I realize…

Yes, I am a teacher, a person most kids either love or hate. I see them every other day (block scheduling) for 90 minutes. They have bad days. They have good days. They cry in my class. They laugh. They are typical preteens/teens.

I went into teaching so I could make even the slightest difference in these kids lives through my skills and abilities.

I think every person should teach, for even a year, just to see what our upcoming generation is like. Full of the same clever, brilliant, outgoing spirit we once had. Just like us…they need someone to believe in them and love them for all their quirky characteristics.

A month in…I still love teaching and think it is the best career decision I made. I love my students. They bring a smile to my face and seeing them learn and understand what I teach makes my job all the more worth it.

*For any of my students who social media stalk me on the weekends, keep smiling and see you Monday 😉