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Finding My Way

November 10, 2011 ·

I am substitute teaching this week. Sixth-graders. I haven’t taught sixth-grade in quite a while.

But after two days, I remember now. The curiosity, the energy, the silliness. That I would arrive home every evening and say, “I love sixth-graders.”

And my dad would say, “You’re lucky. Not many people get up every day to go to work and say they love their job.”

He was right.

 

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