This year has been a learning experience from the beginning all the way to the end. I have lived and learned so much in this first year of teaching. I have stories of triumph and failure, of pain and joy, of victories and losses, of fights and peace, of determination and vulnerability...this year has taught me so much about LOVE (and how truly difficult it is to love)...
I love what I do, and I love my students even when I need to vent about the frustrating parts of my job which is all too often (then again to be that frustrated then I must deeply care about the students who enter my classroom). It can be so aggravating to see students' home lives and the obsticles in there way to success. It is frustrating to see their decisions and difficult to deal with their know-it-all attitudes...BUT NONETHELESS I LOVE IT! Every second of my headaches, frustration, worry, and prayer for my students is worth the moment when they see success in my class or see that someone simply believes in them. They light up with pride when they have accomplished the goals set forth in my classroom. I know that I am called to a profession that many criticize and tell me I am crazy for entering...but to make a difference (not matter how small) is enough for me to continue to get out of the bed at 5 am and work around the clock.
This year has been difficult and looking back I dont know how I survived...but I did by the grace of God survive this first year of teaching. I need summer to get here. The next ten school days can not be marked off the calendar fast enough! I am looking forward to some time to unwind from the intensity of this year in school and work on my summer bucket list!
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