I started teaching art professionally 13 years ago. The day my youngest baby started Kinder, I walked into a classroom with 20 other kids with absolutely no idea what I was doing.
I stood in front of the whiteboard and started to draw because that's all I knew how to do.
It was a parrot. Pretty basic but my 4th grade class was into it.
I'm not sure what they thought of the project or of me, but it didn't matter.
I was hooked.
I found what I was meant to do.
There were only a handful of days that I truly felt overwhelmed. Mostly I felt grateful to help kids find a happiness through paint and pastels.
When did you start teaching? Do you remember what you wore? (I do...a sparkly, rainbow tie-dye shirt. OMG. what was I thinking?)
I want to hear your story...