Year One

I am sitting down to write this five hours after school finished on the last day! I cannot believe school is already over and the year is done. It feels like not very long ago I was starting high school, going to junior prom, headed off to college, or beginning student teaching. Now I have finished my time with students for my first year.

I think that my first class will also hold a special spot in my heart. In some ways they got the best me and I am sure in other ways they got the worst me. They got the excited me who was so ready to have my own room and my own students. They got the me who was excited to set things up and try things. They also got the me who had very little experience. They got the me who was trying to plan everything for the first time. They got the me who did not have a second activity to try because I have never tried any of these.

I learned so much this year and grew as a teacher. I had so many fun moments, laughs, and even tears. I learned more about myself and why God brought me to do this. As I said my final goodbye to my students I began to cry. My students then began to cry and as weird as it sounds that is when I realized the impact I had on my students this year. They were crying because they were going to miss me. What they do not realize is that no matter how much they miss me, I will miss them just as much. I cannot wait to see what these little ones go out in the world and do. I pray they whatever they go out and do they remember that Jesus loves them and know that I am always there for them.

Now it is time to enjoy summer and begin to think about my new group of students next year (it is crazy to think I am planning for my second class already).