Teaching middle school, I feel myself wrestling with middle school feelings that I didn't really know about before.
I really believed that I didn't care what people thought of me.
Standing in front of my classroom, I have to squelch the desire to be liked by the cool, powerful kids. I have to quiet my laughter at the awkward kids. I have to come to terms with my need to be cool, myself.
I am surprised by this reality, and humbled by my own humanity.
a. m. e. n.
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