The first thing people want to know is: what do you do? And when you tell them that you are a teacher, the inevitable second question is, “What grade do you teach?” Then there is this look. When I say 7th and 8th grade there is this face that people make that I can’t even begin to understand. It’s…
I think we all get this. There are so many people who just don’t understand why we do what we do, but at the very least, we can tell them how great our jobs are. :)
I always take it as acknowledgement that they couldn’t do my job as well as I can. I also make sure to tell them that I couldn’t imagine doing anything else and being as happy.
When I was working in the middle school I actually got this from other teachers! The funniest part was that they were almost always high school teachers —and I cannot even comprehend teaching students that are almost all taller than me and so close in age to myself. I would never say ‘I’m sorry’ and neither do they, generally — but we tend to exchange an “I just don’t know how you do that.”
It’s almost like bonding, in a way.