Being a teacher is an interesting thing.
Babysitter
Mom
Confidante
Critic
Editor
Guide
Instructor
Companion
All of these things are so interactive. It sometimes drains my energy. More often, it boosts it.
Especially on days like Tuesday, when I'm told I'm "the nicest mean teacher ever" by one of my I-have-no-filter-to-the-point-that-you-may-think-I-have-Tourette's-Syndrome boy. That's right. I said one of my boys of that sort.
That is all.
