Sandy Lake First Nation • March 28, 2017 • Erica O'Reilly
The reality of being a homeroom teacher, of course, is not a series of endless hugs. There are days filled with chaos, frustration, and doubt. I've had days where I've questioned my teaching abilities, my patience, the strength of my character, and thought: "Am I really cut out for this?" Then one morning a student brings me a cup of tea, just because. Or as a class, you laugh together at the antics of the wise-cracking but loveable class clown(s). Or, if you're lucky, students begin to trust you, open up, and share a part of their life experience.