Oh, my...

Well, since no one has checked this blog in a while, and I've not posted in quite some time either...maybe there is a connection? It's a bit overwhelming to think about posting something regarding my life. If only I could describe what happens to me in an average day. And yet, it's all become completely normal.

I know I said that joing TFA would be the most difficult thing I'd probably ever do, but I was also kind of hoping that I was wrong. I'm not. I cannot imagine doing anything more difficult, or more important (except maybe raising my own children) than what I am currently doing now.

Today my kids decided to do an activity that involved chocolate (something I actually planned) for the first part of class, and then run around the classroom and walk in and out of the door for the second half. Did I mention I teach 8th grade and NOT kindergarten? Oh, dear...but, this is what I do.

One of my student asked me the other day if he thought teachers would still come to school and teach if they didn't get paid. I said, some of them, but probably not all. Then he asked me if I would. I simply told him yes. I don't go teach for the money (who would for what we get paid??). I would NEVER continue this job if it was just for the money. Getting a pay check every other week is not what keeps me going. I get up and go to school in the morning in hopes that at least one student will learn something new that day. At least one student will take something I teach them and use it in the future. At least one student will know that they are valued and loved. Even if it's just one - it's worth it.