My First Day of Teaching

Tomorrow will mark the start of year 15 in the classroom. I still remember day 1. I was so nervous that I thought I was going to seriously die. Somehow, I swallowed my nerves and pink faced taught a group of 18 and 19 year olds for a $25000 contract, while I was only 21 myself. Among other lessons learned that year, a valuable lesson came that day: do not wear a button down shirt when buttons are not secured. Blonde haired Brandy told me midway through the first class, and between flirty eyes towards her boyfriend Tony, with snaps of gum, “Ummm, your shirt is open.” I didn’t think I would ever live through that one. So, tomorrow, I will walk through campus with my toolbox of knowledge and expertise, but I will not be wearing a button down shirt.