Today I became a man.
And I learned three things about myself: I'll never be an archeologist, a landscaper, or a prison escapee. Why not?
Because this morning, I dug my first ditch.
I found so many rocks I might as well have been digging a trench on the moon.
Needless to say, my hands are still aching so I'll make this brief.
When I was a little boy, my father, a contractor, tried to teach me about home improvement, but I couldn't be bothered. Now I'm a home owner, and I have to learn all this stuff the hardway.
What does this have to do with teaching?
At least now I can speak from experience when I tell my kids to stay in school. Cus' diggin' ditches is no joke.
And that in a nutshell is why I still like teaching.
Signing off.
Birds-Eye
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