A few weeks ago, I travelled to another continent for my graduation ceremony. I had obtained my bachelors about 25 years ago, but was not happy with my profession.
As a child, I loved and admired my teacher . I dreamed of becoming a teacher too. This desire was so overwhelming that I religiously “taught” all the dolls and teddy bears in the house ( they were my pupils ), with the use of my blackboard and chalk, daily without fail. I didn’t have time to play any other game.