was how much I truly miss teaching. I am not “qualified” to teach here because
I don’t have the degrees. However, I loved what I did there. It was everything to me.
I am too old and too poor to change my degree to education now, so I am going to find some way
to continue to teach.
I loved each and everyone of my students and loved the look in their eyes when they understood what was being said
and the enthusiasm in their voice when they could express their feelings in a language that was not their own.
I loved the way they would work so hard to tell me wonderful stories in their essays and speeches.
I loved the determination of each and everyone of them to at least try even if they were unsure of what they maybe saying.
For those that I am sure will wonder what in the hell could I teach,
I taught spoken English the most often but also taught listening English and public speaking (in English)
to children as young as 4 all the way to young adults in college.
I also tutored prospective study abroad students to prepare for their visa interviews.
My students were more then just students to me, they became friends and family.
I loved being a part of their lives, learning about their family, and their hopes and dreams.
I loved seeing the spark in their eyes when they talked about the future they wanted, not only for themselves and their families,
but their hometowns and most of all their country.
With great, kind, wise, hard working youth like the ones I met, China truly has a bright future (no matter what its politics are).
So, I am going to think on it for a few days, and I have a few ideas brewing, and I’ll figure out a way to follow this passion of mine.
It is what made me happy, now to transfer it to my current location.
I know I wasn’t the best teacher, especially in the beginning, but being their teacher made me the best me.