The best job in the world

I love walking into school in the morning and hearing the first sounds of children learning and playing. As I exit my car, my eyes are temporarily blinded by the sun that rises over the Wasatch Mountains in the East. I walk towards the school and can hear the laughter, talking, and breathing of students exuberating their youthful energy.

“Hi! Ms. H!” HI MS. H!!!!!”

The students are excited and are ready to begin their day.

Hearing these sounds every morning is one of my favorite parts of the day.

I have the best job in the world.