I never knew that being a teacher came with a price . . . the word: INSPIRE, means something completely different to me now. It used to be something I did - something that I was good at. It has now become something like, "I thought I was doing that." I am paying the price of being a teacher - the downs. The moments that you never see coming because you love doing what you do. BUT! It's when you have completely fallen on your face, you begin to realize, "What has just happened?" and Why? Who said that teaching has to stop at just teaching? Are you not supposed to feel . . . ? Because now, my heart is feeling the pain - of teaching . . . the harsh reality that investing time + interest + honesty = nights filled with sorrow. INSPIRE. Confused about who you are becoming once teaching has ended for the day- a buddy? a friend? a mentor? INSPIRE . . . a memory? EVERYTHING has become a memory? That's what takes your breath away for a moment. You know that sudden gasp of air that comes from shock? Yeah - that.
Belief would be strong in your mind - BELIEVE and INSPIRE are now 2 words, "I thought I was doing that." As a result of 'paying the price' - Your actions become more unknown to you, yet always with pure intentions, but lacking in reason. Sometimes, you go home in hopes that someone out there needs you - a student to INSPIRE. Students who INSPIRE you. 'the price' is the loss - the "I don't think I can do this anymore" IF INSPIRE means the opposite, the UN. Too invested . . . how not? The growth depends on that - right? Others say - wrong. "To teach is to touch lives forever." - if only in memory then what's the worth? INSPIRE = It Never Separates People Into a Reversed Effect.
2009
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