I now hold in my hand the bright minds of twelve adorable children. It’s a ridiculously large responsibility. One that scares me to think about, but one I know I am completely capable of handling.
Three days of school completed. I feel like I am finally home. I find myself realizing more and more that a teachers job really is never done. I could stay at school for 24 hours every day and still find something I need to do, I look at the clock and see that 6:30 p.m. has come and gone and I don’t care. I feel comfortable in my room. I feel satisfied when I leave, while at the same time I am constantly going over what I still need to get done.
The people who work at my new job are kind, helpful, and have already built a good community that I find myself wanting to jump right into. Figuring out how I am going to balance work life/social life/church life/ friends I already have in Korea from last year life/activities life… should be interesting. I am taking a break from taekwondo and I haven’t seen little Han Wool in weeks (today! I will see him today!), but as soon as I get in the swing of things I hope it all just falls into place.
And because everyone loves a big ego booster, I shall now include excerpts from the letters I had my students write to me as their homework after the first day of school:
“Dear Ms. Welton, I am very happy to have a great teacher like you.”
“let’s have a bright and perfect class ok.”
“Please teach me well for the school. You will be a great teacher because I all ways meet good teachers.”
“I wished to go to your class.” (This one confused me since I am new, but I will take it! We just won’t tell Ms. Lee -the other second grader teacher-)
“I am glad to meet you in second grade.”
“I am happy you are teaching us.”
THESE KIDS. Love them too much already. The worst part of being a teacher is saying goodbye at the end of the year, EVERY year. Luckily it is only the beginning ^^