This story is dedicated to my boyfriend of two years Matthew <3 he has supported me through thick and thin and he has kept me going with my stories. :)
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It all started when I became a teacher. I was a teacher at a high school called East Central High School . I was proud of what I accomplished so far and I was nervous but ready to start the rest of my life.
Originally I was going to be a photographer but I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that I wouldn't be able to make it financially to be able to support myself. I did configure that I can however still become a photographer as long as I still went to school to get the rest of my photographing courses done along with my Masters degree in counseling, teaching was only temporarily for right now.
Sure I have always wanted to be a teacher but it just changed to where I didn't want to really be , but I really was enjoying it . When I first started out I was so nervous because I used to be terrified of talking in front of a large group of people, but as I looked up to see many of my students, I presumed, they all filed in freely and I noted they were a chatty group.
I turned around and wrote my name on the board: Miss Kate Tatum . Tatum , yes like Channing Tatum. I turned back around to face the class ,just as the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class. I waited for the Pledge of Allegiance to be recited and then we could start the day off.
I had this class for about forty-five minutes everyday . I just hoped that I liked this class and vice versa.
After the Pledge of Allegiance I got on with the introduction and rules and procedures for the class. The class I am teaching is about religious beliefs and what all the religions mean and what they all do,etc. I figured we could start off with Christianity first and lead into the least common religions. It seemed like I rambled on about what we would cover, which ones we would cover, and what projects and assignments we would have along the way.
As I was about to tell them they had time left the bell rang out three times, signaling that the period ended. Oops , I thought to myself. I would give them time tomorrow.
