Bulletin Boards

Now that I think about it, I think I've discovered the reason that I wanted to be a teacher. 

I remember that beautiful cart full of brightly colored rolls of paper sitting in the hallway as we walked in our line, keeping our hands to ourselves, but just wanting to reach out and pull on the end of one of those rolls until the paper ran out. Not that it would ever actually run out. Those rolls were just so enticing as a kid. Who wouldn't want to be a teacher if you got to use that!

Now I've realized that maybe I should just be a bulletin board maker instead. I'm not sure I'll be good at putting creative ideas up, but boy can I hang paper.