It's a sickness, really. Maybe there's a therapy group out there for teachers who actually enjoy being with students.
Now don't get me wrong. This is not my post to talk about other teachers and whether they enjoy being with their students. (I'm way too wrapped up in myself to care about how other teachers relate to their students.)
Instead, I'm concerned about my own sanity. After all, it's been over 20 years since I graduated from high school. Yet I go back, three, four, five times a week, and try to teach teenagers. Am I sick? Why would a man pushing 40 want to hang out with those less than half his age? In this age of creepers (and worse!), what makes a mostly-sane adult want to hang out with "the next generation"?
For me, it all begins with my parents working with teenagers for all of my growing up years. All of those years, they role modelled to me that working adults work with teenagers. So, that's it, I guess; I've been brainwashed into this business.
Too bad, really. Because I really enjoy it.
Now don't get me wrong. This is not my post to talk about other teachers and whether they enjoy being with their students. (I'm way too wrapped up in myself to care about how other teachers relate to their students.)
Instead, I'm concerned about my own sanity. After all, it's been over 20 years since I graduated from high school. Yet I go back, three, four, five times a week, and try to teach teenagers. Am I sick? Why would a man pushing 40 want to hang out with those less than half his age? In this age of creepers (and worse!), what makes a mostly-sane adult want to hang out with "the next generation"?
For me, it all begins with my parents working with teenagers for all of my growing up years. All of those years, they role modelled to me that working adults work with teenagers. So, that's it, I guess; I've been brainwashed into this business.
Too bad, really. Because I really enjoy it.
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