I promised myself I wouldn't do this...
the last day of school is Friday, and already I have had to hold back tears a few times.
I can't believe it's almost the end of my first year of teaching, it has been such an amazing experience that words cannot even begin to describe. to think, just one year ago I had decided not to teach at all, and having spent most of my adult life avoiding people under 25, I never imagined that I could feel this way about a group of kids, but I am so genuinely fond of them now I can't even imagine my life without them. luckily, I don't have to, at least for another year since I am teaching most of them again in eleventh grade. hopefully I'll get to go to twelfth with them as well, but as my dad told me earlier this year "they're going to graduate eventually," I just don't want to think about it right now. I know there will be other kids, and those kids will be just as great as these, but these will always be special because they came first.
I can't believe it's almost the end of my first year of teaching, it has been such an amazing experience that words cannot even begin to describe. to think, just one year ago I had decided not to teach at all, and having spent most of my adult life avoiding people under 25, I never imagined that I could feel this way about a group of kids, but I am so genuinely fond of them now I can't even imagine my life without them. luckily, I don't have to, at least for another year since I am teaching most of them again in eleventh grade. hopefully I'll get to go to twelfth with them as well, but as my dad told me earlier this year "they're going to graduate eventually," I just don't want to think about it right now. I know there will be other kids, and those kids will be just as great as these, but these will always be special because they came first.