Teacher Becomes the Student

So, this is the end of my first week in the writing seminar I signed up for. It has been interesting, and personally rewarding. I've met a lot of great people. And one idiot, but those are everywhere, like roaches and graffiti. Eventually you learn to ignore them.

Besides, the good has far outweighed the bad. I am having fun, thinking, growing, which sadly does not happen much during the school year. And I am writing, which also, sadly, does not happen much during the school year. The best thing about the class, however, is all the great people I've met. There is something about being in the company of teachers who are also writers. I feel comfortable, like there is a shared experience there. We are not just talking about the kids, and the school grades, and the FCAT. We are actually doing something that is for us as writers, not just to improve our skills as teachers. Finally, I get to be in a class, sponsored by the county, that remembers we were people long before we were teachers. That we are not just the job we do; we are the lives we live away from books, and faculty meetings and kids that are not ours.