I'm a teacher. I'm a licensed kindergarten through eighth grade teacher. I have taught. I have worked as a substitute teacher, I have worked in an after school care program, I have taught toddlers, infants and preschoolers.
I am currently teacher toddlers. I LOVE what I do. I go to work every morning and help mold the lives of 20 children under three years old. I see them learn and grow and they teach me things every day. The only reason I ever second-guess what I'm doing is in the fact that I attended four and a half years of college to get a degree that I am not technically using. Sure, my very first childcare center experience came during those four and a half years, and I learned a lot during that time. But I paid--actually, am still paying for--a degree that allows me to teach bigger kids. I worry that the longer I stay out of the elementary classroom, the less chance there is that I will ever go back. Things change very quickly in the education field. I have only been out of the classroom since last June, and I'm sure I am already completely out of the loop of the latest strategies and testing and terminology.
On the other hand, I'm happy. Like I said, I really do love what I'm doing. I'm not going to get rich doing it, but I enjoy it. I enjoy being with the kids, I enjoy the people that I work with, and I enjoy the fact that my job is flexible. I was able to take last Friday off to help my mom work at the flower shop before Mother's Day. I'm off this Friday to have a garage sale. I went with Kayden to eat lunch at "the kindergarten school" today. I will take days off to be with my kids, I will take time off for appointments, I may even take a mental health day here and there, and it's ok.
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