The one where I miss teaching.

I miss it.

I walk through the grocery store and see glue sticks and remember they last about 30 seconds with a class full of my hispanic kids.

I can't seem to get my mind around not having Art in the public schools here.  Hispanic kids are no where to be found.  I left it all back in TX and it makes me frustrated.

Right now I get to teach my little boy one on one.  Most of the time it's fun - some of the time it's not.  It's always rewarding.

I get to teach T at Camp Rock one day a week and mostly that's fun.  People tell me T is changing, growing up, acting better.  So if that's all my teaching I get to do right now I guess I have to be content with that.