I was fortunate that I sort of stumbled into teaching and found that I loved it and was quite well suited for it.
The primary reason I went to a teacher’s college is because it was what I could afford at that period of time. But I didn’t think I would actually be a teacher once I had my degree. I thought I’d like being a journalist either for a newspaper or the A.P.
The program I was majoring in was teaching HS English (since I had always been naturally good at spelling, grammar, etc.)
But one summer I worked as a camp counselor for 8–9 yr. olds. I realized how much I really enjoyed that age group. They were old enough to be fairly independent (tying shoes, dressing themselves etc.) but they were young enough still to not yet be jaded, snotty and difficult to handle.
So, when I was offered a job teaching 3rd grade, it was a perfect match and I never looked back.
I’m retired now but I thoroughly enjoyed my teaching years. I was lucky to find the right job which was a joy to go to each day.