My little Bluebirds call me Miss Molly. I took a job as an Assistant Teacher at the preschool at Christ Lutheran Church in University Park. The job is going really well so far. I work with one year olds and solve their major problems with play-doh, bubbles and story time.
I enjoy this job a lot more than my previous position as an assistant to a Dean at SMU. However, I've learned an important lesson:
Just because someone else's problems seem small to you, it doesn't make those problems any less important.
It might appear that balancing a corporation's budget or making the deal with a significant client is more important than getting the blue ball at play time or making sure that you get to read "Dinosaurs Roar" once a day. In reality, these problems are no more or less important than the other.
The problems are just different.
