Reflections of a Former Teacher

A Bittersweet Goodbye



The Goodbye My School Prepared For Me. Photo by Text by Tasha.

“Ms.Tasha, you’re leaving? Please don’t leave.” — A former student

I always encouraged my students to reflect in the classroom, and now, it is my turn to reflect. Gulp.

I’ve said goodbye to a lot this year.

I recently left my full-time teaching job to experience new growth and explore different opportunities.

Why I Left

“You’re a good teacher, that’s why we gave you more classes. Take that as a compliment.” In the same conversation, I was told, “Don’t fight for your rights. I don’t like teachers who fight for their rights. They’re so ungrateful.”

Yikes. Did I put up with that?

I did.

For a long time.

Looking back at the wild ride that was my teaching career, I was:

  • Burned out
  • Stressed
  • Overworked
  • Underappreciated

The pressure became too much. The expectations kept piling on.

The strain was taking a toll on my mental and physical health and my ability to be present with my loved ones — or myself for that matter — deteriorated.

When I was 19, I made the decision to dedicate my life to teaching the youth of the world. I was starry-eyed to make a change in the world through education.

I taught kindergarten all the way up to grade 7 and adults as well for the past several years.

Recently, I even shifted into curriculum and textbook development at my last school as I became the head teacher and took on a heaping pile of managerial roles. I was proud of the progress I made in my career and all of the students’ lives that I was changing.

Fast forward to today, I made the incredibly difficult decision to leave teaching. Teaching was wonderful, but it wasn’t supporting the lifestyle I wanted to live.

Looking at the clock in the classroom made me think about a lot of things, but one thing in particular.

I wanted to be time rich more than anything.




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