Dear Madie, I know you've just left your adviser's office at the university, headphones in, and you're internally processing the huge switch you just made in your college career. Graphic design to teaching? Big switch from what you always thought you were going to do. Your brain is clouded with uncertainty, insecurity - you're scared, but you're heading the right direction. But I can't lie to you. Things are really going to suck for awhile. Honestly, it's going to be the hardest thing you've faced in your life - waking up one day to lose your dad - never forgetting how that day felt, moving, taking care of your mom, figuring out your finances - you're going to feel your grades slip. Everything will feel like its crashing down around you - you're scared, but you're heading the right direction. And on top of that, you're going to feel very awkward and insecure for awhile. You'll stutter in front of large groups of people. You...
Grading papers. My student papers sit there. Better yet, composed words lay there in complex and complicated order. Sometimes, in an order that makes me put my head to the desk. They exist either physically or as a bunch of numbers and code somewhere on the complex formations of internet existence in Google Classroom. Either way, it's a daunting task, kind of like a cloud that blocks out the light: there to create a comfy shade to read a book in, but one that also makes the world a little more dreary. It's a task that I tell myself that I will get to... once this... thing I had planned for Monday is formed. I plan Monday, and I plan Tuesday. I stare blankly at a screen. Hit classwork. Oh yeah. Those essays I pretend to forget about. I know the papers exist... but bringing myself to grade them? I'd rather study geometry. FINE, I tell the angel teacher inside of me. I want to see my students showcase their skills. It even ( Nerd) excites me. So why is it like sol...