I come from a teaching family. My dad was a teacher (university) ; my mom was a teacher (grade 2), and because of that, I ran away from teaching for several years. I didn't want to be my parents; I wanted to be me. And even though I knew I enjoyed the profession; its quirks and its processes, I hid from it.
For 10 years I hid from it.
For 10 years I hid from it.
In that time, I finished university, married my partner, and we had two children. Professionally, I spent this time working in a field that I thought I wanted to be in until retirement. That was, until recently. In 2015, my heart began to wander; I wasn't happy. My wife and I spoke about how unsatisfied I was with my professional life. I needed a change, but to what?
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"In 2015, my heart began to wander..."
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I couldn't hide from it anymore. Education had always given me joy, but I needed this time of doubt to realize that I needed to jump in with both feet. And so here I am; preparing to do something that, I believe, I was created to do.