I left the classroom a couple of years ago. I told myself it was for good, but my husband made me promise him that I was really done. In return, I asked him not to let me go back if I ever tried to again. Deep down, I can still sense my love of teaching,
This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Eeman Farooqui, a 24-year-old clinical coordinator based in Buffalo. It has been edited for length and clarity. I was a pre-med student specializing in neuroscience and psychology at university, planning to pursue a research career. My path changed abruptly last year when my grandmother, whom I
