Here’s an old post that reveals the real reason I became a teacher. I hope you don’t send men in lab coats with nets and tranquilizers when I reveal the secret.
Idiots say, “If you can’t do something useful, teach.” In Texas, the local wisdom is that teachers are over-paid and don’t work hard enough. They have three months off every year. They have more job security than small-business owners. And all they have to do is talk to kids. Why do we put up with such parasites? Of course you realize I am not talking from my own heart. I am speaking as a despicable straw man that I am intending to knock down, if only I don’t go anthropomorphizing to the point where I associate him with the scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz and then find myself unable to knock down the poor misguided man with no brain.
So why would anyone in their right mind want to be a teacher? Oh, yeah… they wouldn’t. What does that say about me? You know, I never wanted to be…
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