“What do you want to be when you grow up?” For me, the answer to that question was always, “I want to be a teacher.”
One Christmas the only thing I asked of Santa was a chalkboard, chalk, and an eraser. With those gifts I played school. Oh how I played school! I had to be the teacher, of course, and when my friends tired of the game, I would set my dolls on the stairs and I would teach them. My dolls never grew bored. My dolls always showed bright eyes and bright smiles.
All of my students over the years have not exactly been “dolls,” of course. But what fun would that have been anyway? After I retired my non-teacher friends would ask me if I missed teaching. I did. I also missed laughing every day. I hope that all of you find joy and laughter in what you do in your life’s work.