Yea, teaching!

In the past two days I have had the first graduate classes of my college career. I wasn't sure quite what to expect. I've heard so many opinions from people, most of them bad, about the program I'm in. Then I went to class. It's definitely going to be a lot of work, but it's different work than what I've done so far. It's fun work--things that will actually help me when I become a teacher.

And I'm relieved. Relieved, because, though it will be along road and a lot of work, I know that teaching is what I want to do. There's always been this doubt in the back of my mind that I've been doing the wrong thing, working towards something I'd never do. I'm always second-guessing myself, thinking that I should have done things different. And I probably should have, but didn't, so now I'm on a different path. And I wouldn't change a thing. Now I know, or at least know right now, that I want to be a teacher. I can't wait to get into that classroom and teach--little kids, though. I'm not that brave. To be able to help them learn, to help them want to go to school every day...it's exciting. I'm not saying it would be fun and great all the time, but right now it sounds like a more exciting and rewarding job than anything else I can think of.

So for tonight I'm going to forget the negative attitudes and other things I've been told and just remember how interesting my classes were. Maybe that attitude will change, but for now I'm happy. For now, for me...that's enough.