Been years, hasn't it? I've grown a lot (bigger and older) since the last time. I guess I'll start telling you about my job because that's what's been occupying my mind and time recently.
It's my second year of teaching. Who would've thought that I'd ended up becoming a teacher? I mean, I wouldn't. I used to think that teaching is not my thing. I'm not good around many people and I don't really have any fond memories from my school days. But, hey? Here I am spending my days with all those kids and I'm as happy as I can be.
I guess I've finally found the place where I belong. My school isn't actually a big one, we had only 17 students on our first year. But I guess I have fallen in love with teaching when I met them. To be honest, I have fallen in love with them, being around them.
It was never an easy start for me, I've never had any teaching practices at any school before. I used to cry a lot when I felt like I couldn't handle the stress from how high the pressure was. However, the longer I've been around them, the more I realise how and why I've been crying. It's because I love them. That I never felt I've been good enough for them. That I am always lacking in many things.
Now that I've become a homeroom teacher with 21 students of my own, I haven't been spending as much time with the 17 of them. Honestly, I miss them.
Amidst my hectic schedule,
A3 2019
It's my second year of teaching. Who would've thought that I'd ended up becoming a teacher? I mean, I wouldn't. I used to think that teaching is not my thing. I'm not good around many people and I don't really have any fond memories from my school days. But, hey? Here I am spending my days with all those kids and I'm as happy as I can be.
I guess I've finally found the place where I belong. My school isn't actually a big one, we had only 17 students on our first year. But I guess I have fallen in love with teaching when I met them. To be honest, I have fallen in love with them, being around them.
It was never an easy start for me, I've never had any teaching practices at any school before. I used to cry a lot when I felt like I couldn't handle the stress from how high the pressure was. However, the longer I've been around them, the more I realise how and why I've been crying. It's because I love them. That I never felt I've been good enough for them. That I am always lacking in many things.
Now that I've become a homeroom teacher with 21 students of my own, I haven't been spending as much time with the 17 of them. Honestly, I miss them.
Amidst my hectic schedule,
A3 2019
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