The other day I woke up and looked at the clock and it was 5:30 am. If you asked me what I would have done three weeks ago, I would have told you, "roll over and hit snooze!" Lately, I find myself waking up earlier and earlier, and getting to my classroom earlier and earlier. I'm not going early so I can grab coffee on the way, I'm not stopping because I need to fuel up my car, I'm not running to the store in the morning either. I'm leaving my house at 6:40 am so I can get to school and work. I have some strange desire to be up at the crack of dawn and get to school early so I can see those kids who are at school that early because their parents work. I want to be there so I can help the kids who might need extra reinforcement. I want to be there so I can create even more fun and exciting interactive lessons so my students can really grasp the concepts we're learning about.
If you asked me three weeks ago if I would have done this without hesitation, I might laugh and consider it, but I never thought I really would. The more intertwined I become in this classroom, the more time I want to spend there. It swirls my brain at night before I fall asleep, it's my first thought when I wake up, and when I'm NOT teaching, I'm thinking about teaching. I'm thinking about the kids who show up dirty everyday and the kids who tell me that they're hungry. I'm thinking about the kids who can't understand subtraction, and why that may be, and more importantly, how I am going to find a way to help them understand it. I'm thinking about why I was so lucky to be born an educator and I'm thinking about all of the lives that touch my heart so deeply. I cannot wait to one day have my OWN classroom and my OWN students, but until then, there are 23 crazy little noodle heads that I could not imagine my day without.
It can be frustrating sitting in a classroom and having students talk over you and not listen and ask a bazillion questions, but at the end of the day, I go to bed smiling thinking about how funny and unique they are, and thinking about the ways that they will each change the world someday. For now, I'm hoping that I'm changing their world in a positive and exciting way.
xo
Teala
If you asked me three weeks ago if I would have done this without hesitation, I might laugh and consider it, but I never thought I really would. The more intertwined I become in this classroom, the more time I want to spend there. It swirls my brain at night before I fall asleep, it's my first thought when I wake up, and when I'm NOT teaching, I'm thinking about teaching. I'm thinking about the kids who show up dirty everyday and the kids who tell me that they're hungry. I'm thinking about the kids who can't understand subtraction, and why that may be, and more importantly, how I am going to find a way to help them understand it. I'm thinking about why I was so lucky to be born an educator and I'm thinking about all of the lives that touch my heart so deeply. I cannot wait to one day have my OWN classroom and my OWN students, but until then, there are 23 crazy little noodle heads that I could not imagine my day without.
It can be frustrating sitting in a classroom and having students talk over you and not listen and ask a bazillion questions, but at the end of the day, I go to bed smiling thinking about how funny and unique they are, and thinking about the ways that they will each change the world someday. For now, I'm hoping that I'm changing their world in a positive and exciting way.
xo
Teala