This post/letter is dedicated to the Class of 2017.
Dear Class of 2017,
As you (my seniors) know, I am a first-year teacher. Your class occupies a lot of “firsts” in my career and life. You are my first group of students (at least as a paid teacher) and the first class of seniors I am graduating. As such, you hold a very special place in my teaching career and my heart.
Before I start sharing my teacher stories and reflections, I should preface all of them with how I became a teacher in the first place. As long as I can remember, I never wanted to work in an office environment/cubicle farm. My plans after high school was to eventually become a high school history teacher. College came and my dreams ran wild. I wanted to become all kinds of things: Foreign Service, academic, hermit, etc. Becoming a public school teacher became too small of a dream to pursue and I brushed it aside.