Growing up, I ALWAYS wanted to be a teacher. Seriously. Going back to my farthest memories (around 3 or 4,) I wanted to teach and be in the classroom. And that was about the extent of my knowledge on the subject.
Starting in late elementary school, I surrounded myself with kiddos, and loved "helping" them, however I could.
By Middle school, I was babysitting. And making lessons for each time I went to abysit. Seriously. I was awesome. (somewhere along the years, I lost that though, and went to sitting obs a lot less prepared.)
In high school, at the age of 16, I became licensed and certified as a Florida preschool teacher.
I also began nannying 4-5 days a week when I was only 14 years old. Crazy. I would go straight to their house after school, greet them after school, make a snack, help them through homework, drive them (once I had my license!) to pop warner cheerleading or basketball, or appointments, and made sure they were showered and got some time playing outside. And that was the next 7 years of my life.
I loved it.
And I miss them so much.
THEN, I startd college, and I got to go into elementary classrooms to observe and help. My vision of my classroom changed. I was suddenly aware of the need for a schedule. The need for direction.
By the time I was in my internships, I knew I was going to have to fight to have my creative, warm and inviting, book loving classroom.
And then, I graduated, and suddenly the crashing education job market made me keenly aware that I didn't care what kind of job I got, I just wanted a job.
5 months later, I finally had a "job," but something wasn't right. The school maybe wasn't a great fit. Or maybe it was the area. Whatever it was, it was just not right.
And then I lost my job. Stupid "economic " crisis.
And then I got a long term subbing job, and suddenly, I realized how easy it would be for some people to burn out in teaching.
I was tired.
I was not satisfied.
I was mad.
And it has slowly dawned on me that maybe I did not want to actually work in the public school classroom.
So my dream job has now become the following:
To homeschool someone else's kids for them.
To be able to design my own curriculum implement strategies, and to have a small class size.
I'd love to do that with my own kids, but we know that THAT won't be happening in the Galloway household for awhile.