If you ask me if I enjoy teaching, or if I'll stick with it for a while, the answer you'll get depends on the day (or sometimes the hour) you ask me. It's that time of year when I'm tired and worn out, and I don't like my job some days.
I feel less competent as an educator. My patience with kids is wearing thin. I don't feel like putting in the extra work it takes to make my day successful.
I find myself asking "Do I really want to do this?" or, "Can I really do this?"
But, there are those moments and those interactions that make me remember why I ever became a teacher, anyway, and why I'm still doing it four years later. They come. Not often enough, recently.
How long until Christmas Break?