The more I realize I want to teach. I absolutely love it. My only difficulty is with the teacher, whom I like as a person...but, I think she should be working with abled 1st or 2nd graders...not the moderately/severely disabled. Anyway, I love going to work each day knowing I get to hang out with "the kids"...and I hate going to work each day knowing I can't do the things with them I really want to do and the teacher (somewhat of a control freak) does not accept my ideas for "fun/creative" learning. I'll never be a teacher. I'm 37 years old, I have a family, we can't afford to send me to college...it's depressing. One minute I think, "Okay, I can accept that I'll never be able to be the teacher." And the next minute, I think, "I'd rather not do this at all if I can't do it the way I'd like to." I so envy all of you teachers. I sure am regretting that decision not to go to college twenty years ago for the first time in my life!