a lil catchin' up to do
Alright...so finally teaching is under way and I am "full swing" into things. My first couple of weeks/days were very very rough. In fact, I was beginning to doubt myself and wondering if this was really what I wanted/thought I could do for the next 30 years of my life. Thanks to Karen and Leah for being a sound board and getting me through those days....It was ugly!@ But...on the bright side of things, I can finally say that I am in the swing of things, have things pretty well under control and am starting to reap the rewards of being a teacher. I can honestly say that I LOVE my job!
Perhaps the greatest thing is when you have three of your children tell you (faithfully) that they love you when the hug you goodbye at the end of the day. Or maybe it is the little girl that absolutely clings to your leg at the end of the day because she is scared to death to go home. Or perhaps I love my job because there is a little girl that can't wait to get there in the morning because she has soo much she wants to tell me and knows that I am the only person that will sincerely listen to you her problems. And the little boy who reads his first sight word book and tells me "miss moore, you taught me to read", even though he really memorized the words to the book! How can you not love this job? Sure...the hours absolutely suck! And sure,...I come home absolutely exhausted at about 6 at night, only to take an hour nap and get up to do another 2-3 hours of work to prepare for the next day...but if it is this worth it in a matter of 4 weeks, I can only imagine what I will be saying in a month!
This past week was my birthday. It proved to actually be rather depressing. I'm getting old. I think 25 will really depress me. I'm not sure if I got a lil depressed because I am 23 and not even close to dating someone seriously, while I watch some get married and engaged, or maybe it is because I am realizing how quickly time flies, or maybe it is because I wish I were younger. No matter what the cause, I found myself kinda depressed that anohter year had flown by. In fact, I sat down and jotted in my journal the highlights of this past year...which there were many....but there are times I wish I could have just froze! There are times I wish I could go back to...Times I wish I would have soaked up more than I did, times I wish I had enjoyed more than I did and times i wish I would have told people things I didn't. But I guess that is what reflection is all about. You learn and you apply, and hopefully the next year I will act accordingly!
I did get to realize that I have some super amazing friends that really care for me and will go out of their way to do things for me! Thanks to all of you that helped to make my birthday special, who thought of me, etc. I love you all.
Okay...so that is enough "being on my soap box" for one late night. I am off to bed. I have lots to do tomorrow...including teaching lil preschoolers sunday school, and working at the Delshire Booth at the festival! What great times!
Catch me later. Jill
Perhaps the greatest thing is when you have three of your children tell you (faithfully) that they love you when the hug you goodbye at the end of the day. Or maybe it is the little girl that absolutely clings to your leg at the end of the day because she is scared to death to go home. Or perhaps I love my job because there is a little girl that can't wait to get there in the morning because she has soo much she wants to tell me and knows that I am the only person that will sincerely listen to you her problems. And the little boy who reads his first sight word book and tells me "miss moore, you taught me to read", even though he really memorized the words to the book! How can you not love this job? Sure...the hours absolutely suck! And sure,...I come home absolutely exhausted at about 6 at night, only to take an hour nap and get up to do another 2-3 hours of work to prepare for the next day...but if it is this worth it in a matter of 4 weeks, I can only imagine what I will be saying in a month!
This past week was my birthday. It proved to actually be rather depressing. I'm getting old. I think 25 will really depress me. I'm not sure if I got a lil depressed because I am 23 and not even close to dating someone seriously, while I watch some get married and engaged, or maybe it is because I am realizing how quickly time flies, or maybe it is because I wish I were younger. No matter what the cause, I found myself kinda depressed that anohter year had flown by. In fact, I sat down and jotted in my journal the highlights of this past year...which there were many....but there are times I wish I could have just froze! There are times I wish I could go back to...Times I wish I would have soaked up more than I did, times I wish I had enjoyed more than I did and times i wish I would have told people things I didn't. But I guess that is what reflection is all about. You learn and you apply, and hopefully the next year I will act accordingly!
I did get to realize that I have some super amazing friends that really care for me and will go out of their way to do things for me! Thanks to all of you that helped to make my birthday special, who thought of me, etc. I love you all.
Okay...so that is enough "being on my soap box" for one late night. I am off to bed. I have lots to do tomorrow...including teaching lil preschoolers sunday school, and working at the Delshire Booth at the festival! What great times!
Catch me later. Jill