I became a teacher and I still loved looking a school supplies. They weren’t as easy to find because I was looking for exactly what I needed (and things that caught my eye that I didn’t really need and bought anyway.)
After teaching about six years a few stores opened up especially for teachers. Walking into those stores was like seeing wrapped presents under a Christmas Tree. When my children were young they were not happy to go with Mom to teacher stores. They knew it would take forever as I walked up and down each aisle.
Today, I went to a teacher store called ergAdoo with my son, who has now been a teacher over ten years. I had spent countless hours and dollars in that store. I am retired now but I laughed at the irony of waiting for him to shop. I still walked up and down the aisles and could not help being mentally transported back into the classroom and when I saw the the easel sized Scholastic Interactive Wipe Off Poem Book I knew that Once Upon A Time, a teacher named Jean, would have bought it.
Interesting to read about your passion for teaching when you were youngster, while teaching, and during retirement. Also enjoyed the role reversal at the end with your son!
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ReplyDeleteThank you for the comment. I have a feeling that once anyone becomes a teacher, it is a part of them forever.
As I re-read your comment I thought about the archetype of teacher and it is definitely one that I have. It became apparent as a child and matured with me into adulthood. It is interesting to note that most people who carry a teacher archetype also carry the student archetype because they are life-long learners.
I find myself mentally preparing for the new school year, too! Each year my mind returns to all those memories of first days ~ my own years of school, even through college, I found myself so excited for the new supplies, clean notebooks, sharp pencils & shiny pens. And the classes ~ where would the room be, what would the teacher be like, who would be my classmates. Then as a teacher, there were always butterflies as I prepared bulletin boards, nametags, reviewed student files & prepared lesson plans. Each class filled with such an amazing group of individuals, each own his/her own journey, yet interwined with mine for a time...
ReplyDeleteI love what you wrote. I especially understand,"interwined with mine for a time." During the school year, don't your students become part of your family?
DeleteThere were times that I had been in a conversation with someone and they wouldn't be sure if I was talking about my own kids or the kids at school.