Standing in the hallway outside my classroom door, I clutch a mug of coffee and smile. It’s these butterflies I like.
The old adage says, “Those that can’t… teach.” But the simple truth is… not everybody gets to be a teacher.
Most people have no idea the fun they’re missing. Teachers are some of the happiest, goofiest, silliest and peaceful people I know.
Sure, you poll the average person and they’re going to bemoan all the rough memories they had of high school , all the cliques and fake friends and back stabbings…oh, and the boring classes they sat through… but that never tells the whole story.
What most people don’t consider is how the classroom is this magical place. Where else can future doctors and politicians be forced to rub shoulders with the engineers and street sweepers and baristas of their future… all on equal footing, as problem solvers and homework partners and classmates who must listen and respect one another.
“Alaykum Asalam.” They repeat in together.
Then as the room falls silent, I begin to sing.