Monday, May 13, 2019
Of course, a few good teachers popped in to my head. More bad ones came to mind. Unmotivated. Bitter. They seemed to hate their jobs. Maybe, in a way, those bad teachers helped me more than I realized. I pushed myself to learn, in spite of having to drag myself in to their classrooms every day. They might have been failures as teachers, but I learned anyway.
I really do feel sorry for teachers today. Schools can be joy-less places with paranoia and all that security. Yes, we do need it, and I get that. We live in frightening times. It's a challenge to keep kids happy and engaged when there are armed officers at the doors.
Of course, a good teacher is worth his or her weight in gold, and I do realize it's a brutal profession. To the good ones, thank you. You know who you are.
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