I was born to be an art teacher. Some things you just know for certain. I love teaching art, and I know I am good at it.
I love planning lessons, teaching art history, teaching technique, and helping students grow artistically and creatively. I even enjoy the paperwork aspect of being a teacher. I love the relationships I develop with my students and I love learning from them as well.
I love my job.
Today I feel a little down. I feel under-appreciated. I am scared of loosing my job- or loosing some of the classes I teach. I’m not struggling completely, but I feel the an ominous sensation of struggle to come. Today is punching me in the gut. I am living in uncertainty right now, and I need stable ground. I need courage. I need to remember why I do what I do.