What if I Became a Teacher?

What if I became a teacher?

To tell you the truth, I considered being a teacher when I was entering college. I actually went over my options on the very last day of enrollment, when I always thought that I was a sold-out MassCom enthusiast. I finally went for MassCom, loved Masscom and eventually hated MassCom, but finally enjoyed something that became a blown passion. I dismissed the desire for being a teacher by telling myself I considered it the way I considered nursing because of the cute uniforms. Hey, that's just me.

Now I'm thinking, what if I became a teacher?

I think I would be a love-me-or-hate-me type. I would allow cheating. Just don't get caught. That way, I don't have to stress myself over academic honesty, and at the same time, I get to develop in my students some form of conscience.

I would most probably teach creative writing (only because I love the subject). And I would most probably not grade papers with grammatical errors (errors, not slips). I would incorporate with styles and structures the many experiences that they have in life. I would let my students choose what to write, and grade them not based on how they level up with others, but how they have improved from the last time.

I would most probably be absent often. Darn me, but old habits are hard to break. :D

Hmm. Maybe I should stick to being a writer.