Teacher at a music school, musician, unmarried but in a loving, stable relationship, no children. I truly enjoy working with children, and they respond well to my goofish way of still being the adult in the situation. I also have great respect for their personalities and their intellect. If they misbehave, it’s because they’re still learning about how to be and who they are.
I think I owe a significant amount of my teaching principles to my own experiences growing up, and being brought up by parents and other adults who had no idea about why I was the way that I was. My ADHD is of the combination type, but I wasn’t diagnosed before I was 37. At 40, I had my reading abilities tested and discovered I also have moderate dyslexia. Now looking back, I can’t help but be a little amused. But also a little proud.
Despite feeling like a socially awkward weirdo that wouldn’t quite fit in school, being bullied for years, not being able to keep up with the reading or math, feeling stupid as a result, throwing tantrums at home almost daily, feeling like I was a bad person because I still couldn’t control myself at 15 or 19 or 21 or 30, constantly dropping the ball when it came to resposabilities like forms or bills or returning library books… I still jumped through the hoops of education, and I am now a trained professional working in the field that I most enjoy: art and education.
And although I had to grow up all the way into adulthood not feeling good in my own skin, I can enjoy the rest of my life in a much more positive way since I now understand myself.