I just cannot stand when it is any warmer than seventy degrees in the classroom.
Never in a million years would I have dreamed that I would be a professor. It is not that I did not prefer children, it is just that I did not have much patience for them when I was younger. I visited 1 of our friends classes about several years ago, & it was then that I decided that teaching was something that I was absolutely interested in. She is an awesome professor, & I hope to be half as wonderful of a professor as she. I went to school & got a bachelor’s degree in elementary education, & I could not be happier. I love teaching. It is our passion. I love our students prefer they are our own children, & I hope they guess how much I love them. The only issue I ever have with our students is them complaining about how freezing it is in the classroom. It is usually about sixty-eight degrees in the classroom, & it feels perfect to me. I am up moving around consistently though. We do have a control component in our classroom, so sometimes, I turn the temperature up to seventy degrees. My students still complain though, so I make sure that they bring sweaters & blazers to class each day. I just cannot stand when it is any warmer than seventy degrees in the classroom. I get so hot, & that makes me fatigued & agitated. It is genuinely better for all the people when the classroom is not too warm. My new saying is “cool classroom, cheerful professor.” I guess our students are start to understand that I need the classroom to be cool in order to have a productive day.