Cutting me open...

I have often told my students, in my introduction for the year, that I don't remember truly wanting to be something other than being a teacher. Mr. Eli Jiminez, my 7th grade science teacher, taught me that life can be filled with more...I could expect more, want more, be more. Mr. Randy Bethke, my 9th grade Algebra teacher, introduced me to math. Mr. Paul Boring, my high school Biology teacher, pushed me beyond the limits that I thought possible, and finally, Mr. John Baker, my high school choir teacher, gave me structure and truth...expanded my love of music, and through the choir program, probably changed the course of my life.

Deep inside, if you cut me open, I believe that there is a little teacher.  A very small, red haired, teacher, standing inside like a little person controlling my large human body. Throughout my career and life, I have been obsessed with controlling my life around me...No one would be able to keep pace with it all and, surprisingly, there have been failures...I am not perfect, not even close, but yet...here I am teaching. I have only focused on teaching...year round.

I decided months ago that it was time to let go...be open, let it be. With this opening, came freedom. I know I am not perfect, I am ready..Opportunities are falling from the sky. Letting go of control, saying to myself  that it is time to find the real "me." It is time...I am open...I am ready...