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I originally made this post a few days before our school year was supposed to start.
It feels weird not being in the classroom. I completed grades K-12, then got my BA, then got a Master's (while also teaching college), then started teaching high school. So this is the first time in my life where I'm not working around a school schedule.
But I love having weekends to myself, and being able to come home and not worry about grading/lesson plans.
Honestly, I don't think I could go back to teaching K-12.
My mom missed it, all the way to the end, and volunteered for years because of her love of the field. My grandmother was the same way.
Perhaps I grew up in a strange era, or had strange parents.... When I hit college, my mom went
back to volunteer at the local schools (she had many a year experience as a teacher, and educated at a top school, and based on how she taught me; Latin, intense English, manners, language derivation, etc. I believe it).
She volunteered so that she didn't have to deal with the politics, so she could really could TEACH the pupils.
They couldn't fire her (other than if they chose to ask her to leave), or tell her exactly what to do, because she knew what to do. The teachers (and students) there loved her, and let her run entire classes, when a teacher was unavailable. This may sound biased because it is a relative, but I saw the results of what she did.
My comment is that teaching is a life passion, not just a job, for those that are really dedicated.
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