I have the best job in the world.

I am a teacher.

Naturally, I get to tell people I’m right and they’re wrong.

I get paid to make fun of sixteen-year-olds.

And I get to make human connections in the deepest, most soulful way which tell me how to engage in conversation that not only changes the world at large, but more importantly, makes tiny little changes to the soon-to-be humans of our society. I am the one they weep with, argue with, fight for, make fun of, and learn with. Through laughter and tears.

Oh, and I get summers off.