
I have mentioned before that, as much as it’s not my number one priority in this world, I really do love my job. It allows me to use my education, it gets me out of the house, and it provides me with money. All good things! In addition, I hope that I am having some kind of positive influence on the students I encounter day after day and year after year. I hope.
I go to work everyday and I do my job. I do not expect praise for doing that job; I get a paycheck. But every once in a while it is nice to be recognized for what I do everyday. Years ago, I was handed a brand new course that the high school was offering. I was nine months pregnant with my second child and, despite that, I was given this brand new course to teach. I am not a complainer (at my job) and I am not entitled enough to think that I have any right to refuse, so naturally the class became mine and it is now a major part of what I do everyday. It turns out that a different district is now looking to add the same type of course to their curriculum, and I have been invited to speak with them about what we do. It isn’t just me, of course. There are two other teachers who I work with and then a few layers of administration who will be present as well. I don’t need praise, but I was happy to be included in this discussion.