As I sit waiting for mother to arrive for a weekend visit and procrastinating on all the work I should be doing, I have come to a very truthful realization.
Teaching is college on crack.
In college, you write a paper or essay nearly every week. As an English teacher, you grade papers every single day. Not just a couple of days. EVERY.SINGLE.DAY.
In college, you are sometimes tired because you have to wake up for that 8 AM class that you have to take in order to graduate. As a teacher, you wake up early Monday-Friday and go to bed at ridiculous hours of the night trying to get all of your work done.
College allows you to drink all you want to in 4 years. But it's okay, because you're in college. Teaching can lead to alcoholism. I have not yet turned alcoholic because I am far too exhausted to think about drinking.
In college you plan your courses and you plan for internships and other things of that nature. As a teacher, you plan and plan and plan, and still don't necessarily feel prepared for the next day.
College brings you game day. Teaching brings you Friday Night Lights.
You pay to go to college and, because of this, you are usually broke. You get paid to teach, but because you're an adult, you are even more broke than you were in college.
I seem to be complaining about being a teacher. This is false. I am not complaining about my job. I love my job. But I definitely miss college. Anyone else who had a similar college experience to mine would also miss college. But I have a job. And I'm an adult......at least, that's what I keep telling myself.
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