It had never been an issue where I was at, I taught
someone something new. It usually was adults. Most adults did not want to learn
anyway, I still tried. It is in my nature, my whole being is about teaching. I
just love teaching.
I chased after the almighty dollar. I was young and
stupid. I did not listen to what life was telling me. I knew I should be a
teacher, I just ignored it. If you know your path in life, follow it. It took
me so long to finally follow mine.
I am inspired by our youth. Our future is in our
teacher’s grasps. There is so much going
on in this world that is traumatic to our children. This trauma, whether it be socioeconomics
or familial pain, has caused our children to be negatively reactive to their
environment. Teachers receive these reactive children broke down unable to cope
with their world they do not understand.
I am appalled by the stories I hear about teacher misconduct.
Those that work in education know that there is very little monetary
compensation. It is the love and compassion we strive for. What has gone wrong with
teachers to make them turn evil? How did these people pass into our schools
like a wolf in sheep’s clothing without notice?
I have been tested to the edge and over the cliff. I
have risen again without harm to a child. By the grace of God, I have the patience
and stability to love, nurture, and teach children. I am blessed to be a
teacher.
I am not, however, your typical teacher. I have manic
red hair. I have tattoos. I have multiple ear piercings. I am not to be judged
by what I look like. I see children the same way I see myself. We all are a unique
piece of art. It is not by the skin to which you wear, it is by the heart and
mind that gives you your canvas.
