Maybe it is my 9 years of teaching experience; or maybe it's the fact that I was raised by a teacher; but I get it. I get why you chose this profession. I get why you get up early and leave your own children for hours to attempt to make a difference in the lives of 20 to sometimes 30 kids per class. I get why you choose to coach the varsity team after a long day. I get why you battle your administration and shake your head at the mandates handed down by lawmakers who have no clue about the war zone going on on the front lines... Some of your students don't get breakfast; some of your students are afraid to go home; some of your students only see their nanny; some students don't have native English speakers to help them with their homework... I get it. I get why even though this may be your shared fate, you come back stronger the next day, prepared to face the challenges that await you after the "Pledge of Allegiance" and the lunch count is taken...
An imperfect and appreciative parent-learner