Old Road

I am tired as an old road, but still glad to be back to life. My students and I are roughing it out together, staking out our positions in the new year.

I want to show them a version of strength that they are not expecting from me. Right now I am nice, or mean, friendly, or condescending, a push-over, or strict. For all the time they have spent with me, they are not really sure yet. I need to show them a version of myself that they can rely on.