I was grading a stack of essays late last night when it hit me that the girl who wrote about her sick mom trusts me with more than her spelling. These kids spend more waking hours with me than with almost anyone, and whatever I do lands somewhere deep in who they become. I signed up for a job, and lately it feels like I picked up something much heavier without noticing.
More people experience this than they realize.
You are realizing your teaching shapes who these children become, and that weight feels much bigger than a job.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.