Why I am a teacher

I often asked myself the question, "Why am I a teacher?" this week after the hard days and wanting to crawl under my desk and cry! This week I have thought a lot about why I do what I do and why I love it so much.
Mrs. Holt, my 4th grade teacher, is the reason why I became a teacher. She was the one teacher I had that truly showed that she loved me (and the rest of my class) unconditionally. She knew how to have fun and be serious when needed. There was never a question as to whether she cared about us and I learned so much that year because I know she cared.
Often times I think about what kind of difference I want to make on my students and this is the exact impact I want to have on them. I want them to look at their 2nd grade year as a year of growth and fun and know that I loved them even through the rough days.
Mrs. Holt came and visited me and my classroom in December and it was one of the best times I have had! I love how we just picked up right where we left off and she was able to see me in action (and my kids in action :). It meant the world to me that she would want to come and visit. I respect and admire her in so many ways. She is one in a million!