My job

I was happy to be at work today. I'm a teacher and it was a nice, fairly quiet day at school today. One of my favorite students was in a really good mood today and is always so happy to see me, and that just lifted my spirits.
People have often asked me how it is that work can go so well when the rest of my life can be in such chaos.
I've been really lucky as I've been growing up that school has always been a happy, wondrous place for me to be. In elementary school, even while things were going on with the "night time Pilgrims", the "day time Pilgrims" were still in school getting good grades and performing well and being the Teacher's Pet. I was always the star of the class. And I always knew I wanted to be a teacher.
School is still a happy, wonderful place to me-- I have a job that I love.
School has always been a refuge.
At school now, "I" have a teaching team--- me (Pilgrim), C****, and Missy. C**** is the main teacher, who can teach no matter how hard of a day the rest of us are having. She has endless patience and love for the kids that surpasses even what I have. Missy has the strength and outgoing personality (that I dont have at all) to run meetings and face parents. I can't handle those types of things at all-- I'm so shy that I can barely talk to anyone over age 8. I can do a lot of the teaching, so long as things are going ok on the ourside and inside of me. But if I'm having a hard day, one of the others is welcome to take over. So it always looks like there is a good teacher in the classroom, and that way the students always have a competent, loving, patient teacher in charge of them. That safety and welfare of the students is the top priority.
Its just always worked out that C**** is mainly in charge at work, thank goodness. I'm a good teacher, but I really hope I can be as good as C**** some day.

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