Have you ever known that one thing that you were meant to do? The one thing that you were placed on the Earth for? The way you were going to make a difference in the world? That was me. Ever since I was a little girl I knew I was going to be a teacher.

Growing up, my mom was a 3rd grade teacher at the elementary school I attended. I would go to school with her every morning and helped her with anything and everything I possibly could. I loved it and from the time I was 7, I knew that I was going to be a teacher too. The job seemed perfect. I mean, being a teacher right? What could possibly go wrong?

Ha! If someone would have told me when I was 7 that being a teacher isn’t the glamorous lifestyle I somehow thought it was I would have been crushed. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE being a teacher. It is all I’ve ever wanted to do and I’ve never wavered from that. but come one being a teacher is EXHAUSTING. Waking up every morning by 6am, going to a cold (or overly heated) classroom infested with germs that no one has even discovered yet, spending 8 hours trying to keep 25 plus kids engaged, and then going home only to fall asleep by 8 o’clock just to do it all over again tomorrow, yeah it takes a tole. Then trying to add having a social life on top of that, forget it! This is my second year teaching and I’m just trying to get by one day at a time. I’m here to share my classroom stories, awesome lessons (and lessons that totally bombed), and my personal life problems (searching for any advice I can get) to the wonderful world of teachers. Here goes nothing.