I'm a real life teacher.
Where people actually trust me with their children for 7 hours of the day.
I sorta think they're insane. But mostly I'm grateful.
I'm of the opinion that there's (almost) nothing better in this whole world than teaching.
There's this other 6th grade teacher who is sorta becoming my very best friend. We'll call her KC.
When I say my prayers at night, I say things like, "Father, thank you for KC. Thank you for knowing me well enough to give me her. Because I would have already gone crazy if it weren't for her. So, thanks."
Also, we have a hashtag.
The rock climber likes Vance Joy. So that's good.