March 9, 2008 § 1 Comment
I had a dream where I was a high school teacher. I was a good one too. One of those young, hip teachers that the students like. I think I used improv games in my lesson.
Sometimes it feels like I have spent my entire life trying to avoid the fact that I would really enjoy teaching high school.
Why couldn’t I be destined for something a little more respected? Or high-paying? Or perhaps without all the other, horrible, too-many-to-name down-sides to teaching?