Nostalgic for High School

Yesterday I got really nostalgic for high school. It was a surprising feeling because I was pretty certain up to this point that I hated high school. Getting into a university was the best thing to come out of high school, in my opinion.

I started a new job this week. I am officially a substitute teacher for Lewisville Independent School System. So far, I love this job. Some things are really hard. It was really hard on the day I subbed for the non-verbal special education life skills. I cried for about 30 minutes on the drive home after that job. Maybe that was the pregnancy hormones or something but seeing these boys, whole spirits in bodies that don't work properly, broke my heart. But not the point.

I also subbed for an AP English class this week. These were my people. AP kids. I loved every second of being in that class, bantering about the AP test, discussing the allusions in 18th century writing, writing poems about what it means to be an American in a transcendentalist style. Ooh just remembering it gives me the shivers. I was never the smartest at BYU, but I was one of the best in high school. And I sound ridiculous, but I loved those parts of high school so much. I am not much of an artist, but I'm a bit of an academic. I really love learning, and I think that is why I loved teaching so much.

I loved subbing for that class. And it made me realize that I didn't hate high school as much as I thought. It also made me hopeful that I will really enjoy this job until Lancelot comes this spring.

So yay for the New Year and a new job!





Family photos from Christmas.