The wonders of the Walmart.

You know, I feel bad for produce! They get passed around from one person to the other, judged by their color and firmness, and some never get picked at all. It's really not that fair. That poor plum was just ripe at the wrong time!  

 I went on a healty food biegne today at the Walmart. Something ironic happened to me while shopping. I saw a bizillion (that number is completely accurate, I swear) kids run up to the 3000 teachers that were at the Walmart. What's ironic about that? I was one of those students. I saw my own second grade teacher, and like I was still a second grader, I ran up to her, surprised that she ever leaves school. 

 It's moments like that, and teachers like her that make me confidant that this is what I want to do. I have no doubt that this year, like last, will be extremely hard. I know I will cry and have fits over situations. I know there will be days that I say "this just isn't for me" as I lay on my classroom floor exhausted from the day. But I'm going to deal with that because I want to see a nugget 16 years later and make them feel the way I felt today, loved. 

 That is the reason I became a teacher. You'd swear it was the pay, but no! :) 

 Geez, I'm almost too positive for myself to handle. Sarcasm and loathing aren't far behind my friends! Stick with me, my misfortunes will soon appear and be hysterical. :) 

No pockets today, but just wait!