I fly from place to place.
From class to class, venue to venue.
I carry heavy luggage, often beyond my physical capabilities.
From the plane I view in silence great expanses of the world.
Life continues below me, I’m invisible above.
I reach my destination, the comfort of a hotel room, it’s
my home away from home.
Sometimes, I am anxious at staying with unknown people. Inevitably they become friends, but the experiences never diminish the initial anxiety.
I’m nervous but excited the night before a class.
I prepare well and face the class with great expectation.
My classes flow, the students succeed. I strive for perfection in my work and rarely have a problem. I enjoy being with my students and take pride in their success.
I love giving lectures/ presentations, the interaction with the audience is just like having a having a cuppa with friends.
There is camaraderie…
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