A Calling

Thank you to those who have been de-lurking to leave comments! It's also helping me find new blogs to read!

My calling is not to be a baker. I'm having a marvelous time experimenting with sourdough and making other breads - heck, I even made bagels on Monday! But I'm not a baker.

It seems that my calling is the one I have fought against my entire life: to be a teacher.

Now, I'm still a librarian, and I fully intend to stay one for the forseeable future, but even as a librarian, I'm a teacher.

Today, I spent five class periods teaching 7th graders how to do library research. In four of the classes, I knew at least one kid, either from those kids coming to the library or from the CCD class I teach. While I am tired, I think that's mostly from standing up for so many hours in a row (seriously, how do people in retail survive standing all day?). Instead of being emotionally exhausted, I'm someone exhilirated and hopeful that this is something I could handle as a career.

I could teach.

I can teach.

Perhaps I will teach.

Perhaps it's my calling.