my college major, i had no trouble, and four years later, i graduated at the top of my class with a bs degree in elementary education. i was immediately offered a position teaching kindergarten, and i jumped at the opportunity. for nine years, i poured my heart and soul into teaching, but by the end of the eighth year, something had changed. teaching was no longer a pleasure. it was no longer enjoyable to me. i no longer felt like i was making a difference. and to be honest, before long, i was miserable.
i won't bore you with the details of that last dreadful year of teaching, but i will 