my youngest daughter announced her intention to become a teacher about a year ago. "i think i'd be good at it, mommy," she said one afternoon when i picked her up from tutoring the little kids at the primary school. "teaching the little kids is lots of fun."
so this spring, when i saw an ad for someone looking for a high-school student to tutor their son who was going into vo-tech school in the fall, i suggested that libby call and find out about the job.
i don't know what to say, mommy, she said.
i wrote it out for her.
when the lady who placed the ad called back to speak to libby, she commented on how smooth and put-together libby sounded. we met a week or so later. by then, libby had not only won an award for having Distinguished Honors all year, she'd also won the math award. (anyone who really knows me knows what a cosmic joke on me THAT is.)
it turns out eunice (yes, there's a person named eunice) is a nice lady and her son seems like a nice kid. it's clear she's trying to do the best she can for him, and i liked her right off the bat just for that. libby and chris are going to meet at the library for four or five hours a week, and libby will make $8 an hour.
last night was their first session, just to see how they worked together. it seemed to go really well and libby came home with $12 in her pocket. "look, mommy," she said, as she peered into the envelope, "my first money as a teacher."
way to go, libby jo.
and furthermore, the war will end. blessed be.