It's official. I love my job. It has ups and downs like a roller coaster about to fall off the tracks, but it is all worth it when I get notes like these:
"You are a great teacher and I love that you know about me. And I feel like I can come to you about anything without feeling judged. So thanks." (From a student who came out to me about her sexuality)
"There are just some people I will always look up to. For example my English teacher. She's just that kinda person. You feel" (From a student who spoke to me for an hour after school about her parents divorce and then read me this from her twitter page)
"P.S. Your class is really fun and I have learned a lot!" (From a student who has barely said a word all semester)
This past weekend I took a much needed mini-vacation to the northeast. Reunited with my mother, sister, and grandmother, we reveled in the joys and difficulties of my new career. They reminded me of the importance of my work in Las Vegas and it was a rejuvenating weekend to say the least. My mother and I took lots of spin and yoga classes together, always sporting the brightest sneakers in the room. And Rebecca and I had a blast doing just about anything, even picking out lunch at the airport. I was (as always) incredibly inspired by my grandma and great Aunt, two stellar ladies who are the fittest senior citizens I know! Overall I relaxed and reflected, and my students will surely benefit.
The weekend ended with a drive-in movie! After my students told me all about it, I had to see for myself, and it was a blast. Sure my car battery died, but the mechanics jumped it immediately. I giggled alongside new friends while sitting on the hood and roof of my car!
