…and then I became a Teacher

The transition from being a working college student to just working is kind of hard. When school started and everyone was off to school with their ‘first day of school’ pictures, I just quietly sat at home and wondered what to do next. I didn’t hate school, but I didn’t love it either.

It just kind of seemed like one of those things that was and always would be.

The daily hustle and bustle of going to school then immediately rushing off to work so that I could pay for said schooling.

Now, it’s all over.

I graduated in May. I’m not sure if I feel any smarter for it either.

But at least I look good on paper, right?

Anyways, so then there’s the awkward transition and people asking me “What are you going to do now?” and I kind of felt like those couples that get married and people start going on and on about when their going to have a baby. In a way, getting a job with my degree is my baby.

I guess.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise that an English major would go into teaching. But, when I first started and they asked me: “Why do you want to study English? Do you want to be a teacher?” I would always tell them NO. A big, fat NO, at that.

Teachers are overworked and underpaid in this country.


To make a long story short–I became a teacher. Yes, me. A teacher. Well, a substitute teacher that works as much as a regular teacher. I come in, mix stuff up and strut out like the woman of the hour. I guess I’m doing it for the experience. Being inside the classroom, working with the students and learning the ins and outs while I work on my certification. I can’t say that my experience has been all bad either. Turns out that I actually like it, and I think I’m good at it.

My patience is too thin for anything under third grade though.

I’m working on it!

Right now, eighth grade is my cap and fourth grade has my heart.

Gahh, I love those little fourth graders. Wide-eyed with wonder and intrigue.

More about my adventures as a substitute later.


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