I can still remember typing up absentee slips on a baby blue Corona typewriter as my 8 year old sister taught her class in our bedroom. At 10, I hunt and pecked my way through the typing, but I think she appreciated that administrative "assistance" when we played school. We all assumed that she would be the teacher in the family. She loved to grade papers and pick out reward stickers. In elementary school, she was very happy to pass her day in this imaginary classroom. By high school, her interest in teaching faded and she went on to pursue other goals.
As I got older, my interest in teaching as a career increased. The whole family, including me, never really saw that potential role for me. As a kid, I danced around with a bunch of career ideas: dancer (that was a stretch), artist (loved to sketch), playwright/director (my poor sister and brother had to perform my plays), and journalist (always an information hound). When I was in college, I initially majored in communications/journalism. Once I heard that I would most likely have to jump from city to city in the early years, I switched to an English/world lit major. At 18, I didn't want to be away from my family in a far away state.
All these years since college graduation, I find that pull to pursue a teaching career. I have about 12 masters' education credits. Once I started popping out all those lovely babies, my graduate education had to be put on hold. I debate back and forth with myself about whether I should continue my teacher preparation education. The cost and time hold me back. I will be working again before you know it. Having worked in large companies before, I guess I could go back to that world. But there is a big part of me that wants me to follow the teaching dream.
At school functions, I catch myself watching the teachers as they interact with the kids. I'm so impressed with all they try to accomplish in a day. I think that I could be an effective, caring teacher. At this ripe age of 40, I think I may be finally finding a vocation for me. I just don't know if it would be financially responsible for us to take on the tuition cost now or at any time.
Will I regret, in some small way, not following this calling to teach when I'm in my golden years? I know that I could look into other rewarding fields, but I do have that teaching "itch".
All those years of playing school must have rubbed off on me.