I love teaching.
I honestly believe that my relationship with teaching was the “love at first sight” kind of story.
From my first days of actual teaching back in October of 1992, when I took up residence in the Room 108 at Bishop McNamara High School, I have loved the profession.

This is not to say that I have found joy in every moment or that I have never been frustrated by the work or that I have always cherished every student I have taught.
No. There have been challenges. There have been struggles. There have been times I did not enjoy.
But the reality is that I loved being a teacher from Day One. I loved it so much that I continue to want (need?) to be in the classroom.
- I love being with students.
- I love that it keeps me feeling young.
- I love reading aloud to students.
- I love learning students’ names.
- I love a lesson that goes just right.
- I love the sense of teamwork.
- I love putting together my slideshows for class (I really do!).
- I love taking students somewhere they have never been.
- I love sharing my love of literature with students.
- I love pushing students to become better writers.
- I love joking with students.
- I love when students joke back.
- I love it. I simply love it.
I have been blessed to be in a profession that I love for over three decades.
I love teaching.