I have been a professor for about several years now and I entirely like what I do.
I teach first grade and the kids entirely are so sweet.
I like getting current kids every year and learning about their lives. I suppose that teaching is entirely what I was meant to do and I am so cheerful that our Dad convinced me it was a great idea to take that summer time internship at the local middle university. Since I have been teaching at the same university for so long I suppose they have given me 1 of the best classrooms in the university. It’s right next to the cafeteria and our kids like that, but however, something happened a few weeks ago and I am still not over it yet. The cooling system in our classroom stopped working 1 day and I reported it immediately to the principal of the university. I told her that I would not be able to teach with the cooling system because I would be sweaty and the kids would not be able to concentrate when they were distracted by the hot classroom. The principal told me that our university recently was the victim of budget cuts and that I might not be able to have the cooling system working in our classroom again as quickly as I wanted. So I knew that I was going to have to take matters into our own hands and purchase a few fans around the classroom to help cool things off. I realized a few nights later that our classroom was the only 1 without a working cooling system so I was entirely hoping that they would be able to get it fixed fast!