(I make no judgements about content. I'm simply purging some of the clutter that's been inside my head since 1983.)
On her last day of student teaching, the woman from Glenville State College asked me to step to the front of the room. She'd taught our 11th grade Human Physiology class for several weeks and we seemed to hit it off swell, so I thought she was going to hug me goodbye.
She handed another student a camera, gave be a side-hug and smiled as the flash went off. Then, she said:
"I'd like to thank Marc, publicly, for helping me understand I really don't want to be a teacher."