Within the first two minutes:
Student: Ms. S, can I borrow your marker?
Me: Yep.
Student: Guess what? I didn't write on myself yesterday.
Me: That's good, seeing that you are in 6th grade...
Student: Yep. I am mature. I am a man.
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Whether it was my misconceptions of kids, teaching, me, or all three, I'm not sure, but a Teacher was the last thing I thought I'd be. I knew I wanted to be more involved in my community, but was unable to find a job. Desperate, I decided to work as a Substitute, but then my eyes saw: BILINGUAL SPECIALIST; Love kids and their culture, help with English. Not only has teaching been a blast as I have been able to share life with 40 K-8th graders, but I am a better person because of THEM!
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