Oh yes, I love little people and love to cuddle and play with them. But to stand in a classroom full of them and demand order? To expect them to actually learn something that I could teach? From other people's children? Children that I can't ground, guilt or nag into submission?
It's laughable. I don't have that kind of patience or fortitude.
It takes a strong and special person to be a teacher.
I saw this video over at VodkaMom's site (that for the life of me I can't get to "fit" where it's supposed to! Apparently, I need an HTML teacher.....).
And it made me tear up.
It made me remember all the fabulous teachers that my son has had - it made me remember some of the fabulous teachers that I've had. These men and women touch our children's lives daily. They help us to shape and mold the people that our children are going to be. These people help foster a love of learning in our children that will carry them through life.
So if you have a wonderful teacher in your life - go give them a hug. And thank them for doing this most important job.
And then? Then, thank God that I never went into teaching.