When I was a teacher in a classroom I was given a mentor. An older teacher, who’d been around the block a few decades and was there to give me the support I needed as a new teacher.
Or so I thought.
A little back story is needed here.
I did not plan to teach, never went to school to be a teacher nor did I have a degree in teaching.
I just made a quick decision.
Throw your hands up in the air, wave ‘em like you just don’t care.
Yes, I’m celebrating. Why? I never learned how to make quick decisions. Instead, I’m a natural analyzer and a worrier.
Oops, I want to rewrite that. I was a natural analyzer and a natural worrier. I am turning over a new leaf and words have power. So let me use my words here with the utmost care…
