They say that teaching is a noble profession… I used to feel that way, but after 20 years, my feelings have legitimately changed. Most afternoons I feel like I am just going through the motions & none of my students, or their parents, love the education that I am providing. I started thinking the other afternoon about other jobs & things that are taken for granted & underloved, and people just assume that they are consistently going to be there & do their job no matter what, how would my students & other faculty members feel if I just stopped teaching halfway through the year? The one thing that came to mind that I feel is just as unloved is the HVAC system in our workplaces in our homes. Most people just assume that they will consistently be there, doing their job, until they aren’t. Many people forget to even have them maintained on a official basis & then get sad when they break. If they had simply taken the time to love the fact that these systems labor difficult afternoon in & afternoon out they particularly would not have had an issue to begin with. I never thought I would sympathize with an inanimate object like an HVAC system or likin myself to how it is treated. I guess inspiration can come from the strangest of section periodically. I may have my students write reports on an inanimate object that relates to their feelings & see what they come up with. Who knows, maybe it will allow them to look at people & objects with a more understanding eye.