The Inspirer: A Teaching Dream Deferred

At six, maybe even younger, I knew I wanted to be a teacher. I have proof. Teaching was in my heart and in my soul. I was called; I didn’t answer.

Instead, I worked in a monotonous job in corporate America. I was lost. I had no purpose or drive. Miserable had become my middle name. For many reasons, I didn’t think it was possible to change careers. There were too many obstacles, so I let the misery fester and run. I was good at my job and took every training job I could in the company because at least I’d be teaching.

Years passed…more than a decade, while I just sat at that desk falling deeper and deeper into the gray world in which I lived. Langston Hughes described my world:

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