I came to college as a broadcast journalism major – I wanted to be a sports reporter. I remember walking up the stairs of our communications building as a freshman and thinking, “Today is the first day of the rest of my life.”
Four years later, my life has turned out a lot different than I expected. I have made some really fantastic friends, learned a whole lot from books and people, and made this insane decision to become an elementary school teacher.
Getting ready for Memphis isn’t just exciting. It’s beyond that. But it’s pretty scary. A few months ago, I was relaying me fears to another educationally-minded friend, and she told me,
“I need someone to do Teach for America and love it. I need to know I am doing the right thing with my life [no pressure, right?]. But I think you will be that person. You have grit.”
I don’t know how much grit I have. I cry a lot. But if it’s going to make a difference to my students, I can sure try to find my grit.