Teacher Metaphor

I am a barista. I have been educated and trained to do what I do, and I use those skills and that knowledge to serve all that come into my shop (classroom). I have many flavors and styles to offer, though it all still comes down to coffee (social studies). It is my job to learn and understand many ingredients and palatable combinations to make sure that I offer each individual what they need. I am limited only by my suppliers (administration, boards of education, state departments, and local, state, and national mandates), who try to offer me the freshest and most exciting products available. I do what I do because I love coffee (education) and my customers (students). Many come willingly and truly appreciate what I have for them, but others come only to be with friends and do not want what I have to offer. For some, what I serve is bitter and not at all to their liking, but exactly what they need to wake up. For others it is sweet and frothy and just what they enjoy. I am a barista; I do not simply pour coffee, I offer you my expertise to make sure that you get what you want and need. If I am unsuccessful at satisfying my customers, I will, in all likelihood, no longer have a business. So, day after day, I walk into the shop with a smile, an expectation that today I will do my best to turn someone new on to coffee, and will serve all who step up to the counter.