As I scanned the room, my eyes landed on a familiar face - or rather, a familiar messy bun and pair of bright blue eyes. My student, Alex, was grinning mischievously at his friend, no doubt plotting their next move.
I sighed inwardly. It was going to be one of those days. bridgette b teacher pov
They were the reason I loved being a teacher. As I scanned the room, my eyes landed
And with that, they were gone.
"Okay, class, settle down. I know you're all excited for the break, but we still have a few things to cover before you head out the door." It was going to be one of those days
How was that? I can certainly continue the story or try a different approach if you have any specific requests!
Because as much as I loved teaching, I knew that it was the students who made it all worthwhile. They were the reason I showed up to work every day, the reason I stayed up late grading papers and planning lessons.