So I went back to my old high school last week and met with my senior Literature teacher to ask her questions about teaching at the high school level and what I should expect coming into a school as a first-time teacher.
Today she is allowing me to observe her freshman Honors American Lit class.
I'm pretty excited.
I get exhilarated when I think of what kind of teacher I will be.
I'm always thinking of ways to introduce material in a fun and enticing way.
Ways to inspire the apathetic and get them interested in the written word.
Maybe even get them interested enough to be curious about that world around them.
That world that does not involve mainstream-media-lies and celebrity gossip.
Sometimes I think about this as I am lying in bed and it keeps me awake.
I start school again a week from today.
I'm nervous and happy at the same time.
I will be taking 16 units.
And now that I have two situations with two different families, I will be making the money I need while working only 20 hours a week, maybe less.
And that part is amazing.
I enjoy tutoring the 14-year-old and the 2-year-old that I am the weekend nanny for is really smart and fun.
I cannot believe how blessed I am.
This life is truly amazing...
