Don’t Think About It

Yesterday I taught second and third graders by myself (well, at the end we had music with Mr. Conlisk). It was exhausting work. I mean, I only had two hours of instruction, but I already know I do not want to be a teacher. Especially young children. No thank you.

You could say this is all a learning experience about what I want to do with my life, but I already knew how much hard work goes into teaching, because I come from a family of teachers (Grandma, Mom, sister, brother, sister-in-law and lots of cousins-all teachers). Which kind of gets me to thinking. Knowing that I don’t like teaching and didn’t want to be a teacher, why did I accept to come out here? Was it the right decision? I already knew what I wanted to do after JVC as well, although I wasn’t sure if I would be able to go to OCS when I accepted the JVC position. Did I take this job simply because I had nothing else to do? Did I make the right decision? More importantly, are there any perfectly right decisions when you make choices regarding your future?

As you can see, I have basically way too much time for introspection out here.

It’s why I don’t feel bad when I watch silly tv shows like Glee and Raising Hope. Sometimes I just need to stop thinking. In a related note, the forlorn facebook stalking of people I miss might not be good for my health, but hey, I can only stare at pictures of my nephew for so long before my CM’s get freaked out (a LOVEY 8×3 of that beautifully balding baby is on our fridge right now). Perhaps I need some lighthearted literature as well, but my last library visit yielded For Whom the Bell Tolls (about the Spanish civil war and all its misery), Into Thin Air (about an Everesrt expedition gone horribly worng) and a book about the framing of the Constitution. D’oh!


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