June 10 2014 The Rewards of Teaching

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Today was a day when I realized that all actions have consequences.  These consequences are neither wholly good, nor wholly bad.  Rather than leave home at the earliest possible moment I dawdled, hoping to talk to someone before I left.  While I managed to do that I did leave work later than would be considered optimum.  The result of that was a subway delay, which forced me onto the street for a two subway station walk (as opposed to an interminable wait for a shuttle bus)  to the terminal where my bus, sadly, was not waiting.

So what does all this mean?  It means that something I might have considered the perfect moment (conversation) seems less so because it brought about an odyssey of a trip home.  It means that even the physically and mentally therapeutic walk became a confusing sweaty drudge.

Instead, today’s perfect moment came when my ex-students came to see me and cheered loudly.  They complimented my teaching and said how much they missed me–and it has only been 3 days.  It kind of reminds of me of the end of Dead Poets Society.  While I have never had the students stand on their desk and call me Captain my Captain, I have been reduced to tears by the words and actions of my students.  That didn’t happen today, but it still made me feel validated and appreciated.

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About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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