Why do I care about my students and why do I run myself into the ground to do the absolute best I can by them? I have no idea.
1. Because it is my job and if a job is worth doing its worth using your whole ass.
2. In a very round about way, they pay me to teach them. It isn't their fault it is so round about and it also isn't their fault I am not paid enough.
3. I have absolutely no proof that anyone else in this university cares about them and dammit someone has to.
4. Some of them will end up being my friends post class
5. Some of them will even say Hi to me in the hall way
6. Some of them are brilliant even if they haven't figured it out yet and they will be amazing.
7. Some of them aren't cut out for this at least not yet but I know how to be gentler than I trust my colleagues to be.
8. Some of them are just dumb but honestly even if it is there fault that they are dumb (this means you stoner kid) they are still a human and they have certain rights as a human and those rights include not having me take all my anger out on them even if I want to
9. I am constantly learning
10. I am constantly being humbled
11. I am constantly being lifted up and told I am awesome
12. Because by whatever twist of fate they have been entrusted to me for a semester and I take real ownership on how they do
13. Because I am a student to and I know what it means to have someone like me as a teacher
14. Because I am trying to prepare myself for a future of doing this
15. Because I can't help myself, because I am me.
16. For Sarah G who I forgot reads this on Facebook.