It’s probably about time I write about my class.
I feel like a few things need to be known before reading on…
1. In high school I considered perhaps being a teacher… teaching either English (not ESL) or Chemistry or Algebra. After my first year of college working for the Chemistry Professor and going to classroom observations, I decided that teaching could never be a profession of mine.
2. When Jesus and I began our journey together He sparked my love of the Arts. I then decided to completely disregard any idea of teaching and pursue the attractive life of a starving artist. I loved Art School and still miss the days of ‘free’ studio space.
3. Many [let me stress, many] people encouraged me to get my Teaching Certificate along side my Art Degree. I scoffed at that idea and swore, saying, “I am not a teacher, nor will I ever teach art.”
I graduated May of 2009.
Since then my life has been full of random activities. Working at Crane Coffee where I was able to display and sell my paintings seemed to be profession enough for me. I enjoyed the freedom and flexibility of my life; let the wind take me away.
Commitments to most anything (including but not limited to: cell phone plans, car payments and insurance plans…) scared the bejeezus out of me. And then I moved to Thailand.
Most everything in my life has changed. And sometimes I laugh at how well I think I know myself.
My days spent teaching first grade ESL at the School of Promise are some of my happiest days. I love being a teacher.
So here they are, finally–my little monsters, showing off the monsters they made in the art class that I teach.
(We had a vote for ‘scariest’, ‘ugliest’, ‘cutest’ and ‘funniest’–I will make note of the winners.)
So there they are.
The darling faces that have given me no choice but to fall in love with them and to want to commit to teaching at the School of Promise until all of them are done with elementary school…
Just for fun.
So there you have it.
I have a classroom…and teach students; and we do art.