Dearest God,
Your teachers down here are hurting right now. We know you know that. We just need to say it.
This crisis has us scared – scared for our jobs, scared whether we can teach online, scared in general.
We’re not just scared. We’re tired. It just seems as if there is lots of darkness now. Not physical darkness. Your heart-sun shines on us every day. Of course that is true.
It’s some other kind of darkness. It’s kind of a darkness based in fear.
Many of us became language teachers because, ironically, we saw it as an opportunity to work with our special languages, while at the same time helping you provide for our families. Not a bad deal.
At least, we should be able to enjoy ourselves while doing our jobs, right? Is not language beautiful? How can anything you made not be beautiful?
(à suivre)
