The classroom is my refuge, where I practice my craft. Today after almost six months, I was in an actual classroom looking at eager faces masks and all.
This is my canvas where I shape lives. I love being with the students. They never fail to subtly remind me of the creeping years. However, those years have given me wisdom and perspective.
The classroom is my special place. I have spent more than thirty years in that domain. I have a lot to teach, and a lot to learn. I sense my best is yet to come. Some of us are just lucky that way. We get to do what we love.