Why do I bother spending literally hours writing comments on papers that just get ignored?
Why do I bother planning interesting lessons when the students just sit there and don't take notes?
Why do I bother meeting to talk with students when it just goes in one ear and out the other?
Why do I bother extending deadlines when the students just fail to meet them?
Why do I bother even showing up when my students are there physically but in another dimension mentally?
This is why I bother.....
I bother because I get to help students deal with frustrating and unfair professors.
I bother because I get to see a student achieve something he has worked for his entire life.
I bother because I laugh until I can't anymore at some of the things they say.
I bother because a student feels comfortable enough to come and sit in my office and use my electrical outlet so his phone can charge.
I bother so that students can stick their heads into my office and tell me about their achievements, even if it's something little.
I bother so I can see their names come off of the dismissal/probation list.
I bother because sometimes their smiles warm my heart (yeah, I know, I sound so cutesy right now...)
I bother so that when she show up in their ties for pledge week, I can gently tease them and they know I'm totally right.
I bother because I teach and that's life.
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