I used to think of educators in the typical way kids do. Teachers acted mature, they were proper, responsible, and polite, they weren’t awkward in the way I always was (am).
This week, I became one of “them”. And as I did so, I realized that these math and 1st grade and special ed and English teachers and my fellow SLPs weren’t all that different from our students. In the classrooms during orientation and training sessions, there were the chatty girls, the back seat slouchers, the clowning guys, the know-it-all devil’s advocate types, and people who left their time cards at home. It felt . . . well, like high school.
I think it’d be an eye-opener for our students to see us like this. I guess in some ways, we really don’t change. We are who we are. We just get more responsibilities, more education, more experience, and then someone hires us, and we start getting paid to be on the other side of the desk.
And that just feels really weird right now.
Made for Eternity 
You’re so right! Very insightful. Congratulations on the coming paychecks… I’d love to hear more about your job.
We’ve just returned from two weeks in MI with my parents. (It’s 2am — jet lag!) We took the kids to the park we went to when you visited. I thought of you while Sophie was on the swings and zipping down the slide. Two summers ago she just lay on the blanket watching the clouds go by, remember?
Love you and miss you!
Aunt Laura