hyena reality Eventually, I will write a lovely end-of-the-year post (probably entitled something original like: "What I Learned as a First-Year Teacher"), but this morning, I want to write about something a little bit different. The differences between my life as a paraprofessional (teacher assistant) and my life as a teacher . I'm sure many of you are aware that I began my life as an educator, not in the classroom, but in a lunchroom. After I had home schooled The Boy and Baby Girl for a couple of years, it became apparent that it wasn't working out any more and some changes needed to be made in our family. So, on that fateful day in November, I dropped both of the kiddos off at the Little Elementary School Around the Corner, The Boy, a 4th grader and Baby Girl, a 1st grader, while I headed off to work in the school cafeteria. As a substitute cafeteria worker, filling in for the ladies who had to be out for whatever reason at various schools around
And the struggle continues.
ReplyDeleteI mean, I rather *like* the message that perfection is not required, that its ok to have secular interests, etc...but I really dislike the 'Christian No More' at the end.
Yet, I myself balk at labelling myself 'Christian' because of the negative people I've met who so loudly proclaim their Christianity while slipping knives in the ribs of others.
*headdesk*
Love the r-word widget at the top of your blog... :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Barbara. I found that quite by accident...but I'm glad I did!
ReplyDeleteImp, stay with me girl :)