I’ve had Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (ME) for 32 years. I was 24 when I first became ill with it after contracting a virus of some sort while teaching high school in East Salinas, California – just east of Monterey Bay.
The students I taught were the children of immigrants; hard working field workers of the Salinas Valley. This was Steinbeck country! Many of Steinbeck’s stories had been about the Salinas Valley. My students’ stories with their social injustices and economic hardships could have been taken straight out of one of Steinbeck’s novels.
Carnaval! Terri and her blond sister are in the middle of the picture. In 1984 the school where I began teaching was surrounded by the fields our students sometimes worked in. I taught College Prep English and English as a Second Language to varying grades and levels of knowledge. My immigrant students were eager to learn the language of their new country, and I was eager to teach them. I wanted to unlock the barrier of language for them so they could rise to the successes they aspired to be. I had a passion for what I did, and it seemed I received so much more from the kids than what I gave to them. I was convinced this was what I was put on this earth to do. It was my purpose.
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