Day 178

Today was Opening Day for religious school. It’s my tenth year teaching, which is pretty wild, especially for someone who swore they would never do that. That’s not to say I haven’t struggled over the years, but teaching has given me another creative outlet. Plus, fourth graders are (mostly) fun to teach. They’re old enough to understand some sarcasm, but the adolescent hormones haven’t kicked in yet.

My mom kept suggesting teaching as a back-up plan throughout college and grad school. I kept telling her that I didn’t have the patience or desire to ever teach, so it was a suprise to both of us when I agreed to teach on Sundays. I used to vent to her when I had especially difficult sessions.

My new class is, shall we say, animated, so it’ll be an interesting year.