I love my job..

This past months have been rough for this teacher.I cry the tears Inever thought  I will cry. I was a victim ofthe prejudice of an individual. I wanted to quit, I felt that no matter what I did I will never begood enougth. But I didnt because I love my job. I love my children like if they where my own and even when you think is crazy I will take a bullet for any of them. If they are sad I worried, if they are happy I celebrate and each milestone reach is the most amazin JOY!! For this teacher.As a hispanic person teaching in USA I doubt my self constantly and when situations like this arise my heart brake to pieces. I love my job and I dont see my self doing anything else. I love my job and I have no doubt of that. I will never understand why is so bad about me being latina that make others unconfortable. I love my job and even when I migth not be acknoledge as often as all teachers should be recognized for their job it is super rewarding to know that somebody does see it. Last week I was tag by a friend on her facebook page and this time the tears where of joy SOMEBODY SEE IT!!! Oh I wanted to hug her and say THANK YOU SO BAD !! But Japan is not in my budget at this moment 😜. I let you with this picture of her words for me and if she is reading this I want her to know that she has make me regain my confidence and I thank God for putting her in my life. She didnt knew it but that day I wake up feeling like I was not good enought and then her post completely change that.

Is the simple stuff in life that can make you the happiest thanks lin you are truly an amazing friend