Teaching is for me an almost ideal profession.
Yes, it is exhausting, stressful, and (in terms of mere money) poorly paying. However, it is also transformative.
It forces me to face my limitations, fears, and insecurities and grow. It forces me to be bold, to dare to care, to practice compassion. It asks me to participate in the construction of understanding. It allows me to view my cultural inheritance through a critical, but appreciative lens. It can be stressful and scary, but it can also be incredibly rewarding. It offers real possibilities for changing the world for the better, and improving students’ lives.
Since students see through illusions and lies, it forces me to be real. It develops my cognitive abilities on multiple levels while expanding my interests and the range of my experience. It forces me to engage and to be engaged. It demands, but it often fulfills.