I had a rough day. Not only did I have to do something at school that I totally did not agree with (it was done to appease a situation that could have become volatile), but then I had to sit through a HORRIBLE college class. Thankfully I have a teaching friend to visit with during this time. She makes the class bearable.
But tonight was extra nice. I was able to chat with another good teaching friend. This friend was able to share all sorts of great ideas, tell funny stories to lighten my mood, and discuss iPod games. But it was deeper than that. You see, most people think they "know" about teachers, what it feels like, what it means, that it is easy...blah blah. But unless you are or have been a teacher, you really have no idea. Therefore when you try and understand my grief, my frustration, my anger, my despair you can't. No, you can say you do, and you can sympathize with me, but in all honesty you really can't understand. No offense. (Thanks for trying though).
I was really grateful to have a friend who could really say, "Ya, I felt that way the other day because of..." or "I know what you mean. That happened to me too." And I know that this friend really did go through that. There is just a feeling of understanding that non-teachers can't create. So, thank you my teaching friends, for being there and being willing to open up. And thanks to those of my non-teaching friends who continue to encourage me. I need that too!