I love reading and learning and people. Sometimes I describe myself as an extroverted bookworm, but lately reading has taken a back seat to life. I still love books and the times when I can sit and read one cover-to-cover, but nine times out of ten I'll take an adventure with friends/family over the novel I've been meaning to read.
If an adventure is offered to me, I'll certainly take it. But I'm not one to wait around for something interesting to happen. Last February I was contemplating my summer and wondering what kind of adventure I could have. I stumbled across an opportunity to travel to India and work with children and adults that have been affected by leprosy. And just like that, I had a new purpose and goal. It took a lot of work and some frugal living, but I spent most of this past June in India living my dream.
I am a fifth grade teacher and I love it 90% of the time. Ten and eleven year-olds are crazy fun to teach, and some times just crazy. One morning when my class was coming back from various fine arts classes, everything appeared normal as they entered quietly and started to read at their desks. I was finishing something on my computer and looked down for thirty seconds. When I looked back up, I found the whole class standing by their desks, silently doing the Macarena. When was the last time Macarena dancing spontaneously broke out at your work??