I, the teacher

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Hours.

That is how long I sit in this spot. In this same chair. Maybe sometime I get some time to myself or I get up from this chair that I'm always glued to,  but mostly its me sitting on my desk. Just sitting, looking at my computer to finish some work as I take my mind away from the people in front of me that casually walk past me in my life.

However, as much as some of these "adults" can annoy me sometimes. I love what I bring to the table for my friends, my family, my children, my world.

"Why do love being someone that everyone looks over, and they almost always come to you for the answer or to be taught something. Doesn't that make you feel useless?" I can hear you say.

No.

No it doesn't.

Think of it this way. I view myself as a teacher. A word I have grown to like for it describes me perfectly. I use my knowledge to influence my peers around me. My words of wisdom no matter how small can change a person's life forever. My answers to questions that trouble the minds of my friends can leave them at ease. I am proud that I have the power to help a person become someone better than there former self. Proud that at the end of the day I made a difference so significant many others will never be able to replicate the process.

So no.

I do not feel useless.

For I feel used to better the lives of others.

And that is the greatest feeling in the world.

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