My older sister became a teacher. She only had one year of teaching experience in Cambridge, MA. She was sick and married after that. But, she continued to teach elementary students from poor Washington ,DC ' s neighborhoods. She trained herself to be an art docent for the National Gallery of Art. jShe called this her job and she studied art and interpreted art to these children. They loved, and she loved them. I went on a few of her tours and she was fabulous. She was a docent up to the end of her disease and finally her death. She engaged this children and open a wide door into the beauty, historical and fabulous art.
I read mostly non fiction books these days. I love history and I would have made a dandy teacher. But, that was not to be my living.
