Today, I was finally offered a teaching job after 8 years and hundreds of applications, emails and rejections. All the emotions running through me collide, and I can barely believe it's real. I have worked for a long time to become a teacher - it's 15 years in the making. It's all too surreal. And today, I watched my daughter attempt to bring her life back on track, watched the humiliation and disappointment as she had to accept that the easy road she was hoping to find does not exist. As a parent, as a teacher, I want to reach out and grasp hold of her dream, of her life, and make it all better. Not wanting her disappointment to overshadow my joy, I was lost in complete confusion. More and more, I remind myself that I cannot be a martyr to a cause that I do not fully support. I have not defined what the cause is, but a small voice continues to whisper, "Do not be a martyr." --------------------------------------------------------------- M...
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