today is not another day. it is different than the others which have passed. today is friday. i feel poetic as well. it seems that time flies so fast. for today well let me talk about my profession. i am a teacher. ever since i was 5 years old i would like to become one. like my mom. since i was a kid back then, i thought that being a teacher is not that difficult.
i've been teaching for 6 years now and i hope that i've done good. as of my last count there are 1, 620 students that i've taught. these young minds that i tried to pollute. minds that i tried to manipulate and form in such a way that they may survive all the hardships that they may stumble upon this earth.
as a kid, i imagined myself to be the best teacher that i can be. but as i pass through the highs and lows of teaching this imagination slowly dies. teaching is not a joke. it requires 80% of your life, time, attention and money.
even though there are a lot of unexpected events that may happen. i will not change my profession. i will and always will be a teacher.
today is not another day. it is different than the others which have passed. today is friday
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