I just signed on to teach the Junior High Religious Education class at my church for this school year. I can barely make it to church on time with my kids, it's stressful and a disaster every week, but yet, I think that I can teach the Junior High. This is the worst week of my entire year because all of my friends are teachers and they are all going back to teaching and I am not. I love the fact that I get to stay home with my kids. Every week but this week. I love teaching and I get pouty and down and depressed because I don't get to go and start setting up a classroom and smell new pencils and new tennis shoes. And then, in two weeks, when the newness has worn off and the school doesn't smell like pencils and new shoes any more, but it smells like cafeteria gone bad and body odor, and my friends are bitching about their newest kid who is trouble, I am so happy to be home with my own little monsters.
But I still get depressed this week. I love school. So, to make up for not going to school next week, I have decided to teach religious education to a bunch of kids who hate being there and have a ton of attitude. I think it will be good, however.
Wish me luck. Teaching junior high should earn me a few points towards redemtion in the eyes of God. I hope.
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