One of my children, who lurks here occasionally to see what crazy thing his father has posted now, suggested that I mention that I lacked the patience with administrators to be a teacher, not the students. I taught initially in a public school. That was one type of bad. Then I taught in a Catholic school, which was another type of bad, for far less money. Some here have taken me to task for not being sufficiently traditional. I was less so back then, but even so I could not stand the heretical nonsense that passed for religious education. I was teaching English, not religion, but I still went home every day with a headache. I love kids, and have a profound respect for teachers. I expect teaching in a good Catholic school, or a good public school for that matter, could be a great joy.