Thought One Hundred and Eighty-Four
Finis.
I’m done work. At least for now. It’s been an interesting experience, to say the least. I’ve acquired a few things:
1) new respect for grade 7 + 8 teachers. How they choose to do that for 20 years of their lives I’m not quite sure.
2) a love-hate feeling toward 12-14 year olds. Some of them them are sooooo cute. And some of them are soooo annoying.
3) I definitely lack the proper personality for dealing with kids.
4) need to be more outgoing, period.
In a way, I felt like I really just didn’t fit in with my coworkers–they were all so different and definitely not the crowd I’m used to. I’m glad for the experience, but equally glad that I won’t be going back to that job next year. I’ll leave it for a braver soul than me.
Onward, life.
To convocation we go.
