She was a teacher. That's...
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She was a teacher. That's all she had ever wanted to be. But it had been one of those days on which she was certain she was just filling up space. No matter what she had tried, she just couldn't seem to get the ideas across to her students today. It was as if every word she knew lacked substance; no word she chose seemed to impart knowledge. Was it the time of year? Were the students just not paying attention? Was it her? Was she really speaking emptiness upon emptiness? It was one of those awful days on which she wondered why she had ever had the audacity to think she could teach. But deep in her heart, she knew she could. Teaching wasn't just something she did to earn a paycheck. Teaching was a part of her being. And even the truly bad days like this one had been were bearable because of the other days when she knew she had opened a mind, when she saw the sudden light of understanding illuminate a student's face. -- Fannin
