Early in the school year I attended a meeting. I entered the room not knowing that this year, after over a quarter century in education, was to be markedly different for me. That day, I chatted easily with my fellow educators, all of us refreshed from the summer break. Looking back, I vividly remember how sunshine streamed in from the windows, how excited everyone was to meet in person, and how many were dressed in new professional attire. I had no idea at that time that the content of the meeting and events in my family life would leave me contemplating a career change.
I Am Not the Same Teacher
I Am Not the Same Teacher
I Am Not the Same Teacher
Early in the school year I attended a meeting. I entered the room not knowing that this year, after over a quarter century in education, was to be markedly different for me. That day, I chatted easily with my fellow educators, all of us refreshed from the summer break. Looking back, I vividly remember how sunshine streamed in from the windows, how excited everyone was to meet in person, and how many were dressed in new professional attire. I had no idea at that time that the content of the meeting and events in my family life would leave me contemplating a career change.