My students are a blessing... the reason I am extremely happy... the reason I get up in the morning.
Seriously, I live for them.
I can honestly say I have never been on such a Life High as I have been on for the past couple of months. It's hard to say and explain why they make my life such a joy... but, I just come home everyday feeling so young and rejuvenated... excited to be alive.
I just wish I had the gift of words to describe the feeling I get from being with my students.
They have touched my life... and though I can't say I will remember all of them always... the feeling and pride that they have given me will never be forgotten.
This is what I'm meant to do... this is the reason I was brought to this earth. People say that teaching isn't exactly a job you do to get wealthy... but, that doesn't bother me. Seriously... their smiles, their youthful spirits, the memories and experiences that they have given me... that alone is worth being a teacher. A lot of people might say that... but, I can guarantee that I actually mean it.
Though I probably haven't instilled an eagerness to learn the English language... I'm pretty sure that I have left an impact in most of their lives. I don't know how this impact might be of any use... but the fact that it is definitely a positive impact will hopefully help guide them and show them the way in the future... whatever that "way" may be.
They will always be in my hearts... and all I can ask for in return is that they have a positive memory of their elementary school ALT being cool and fun... I mean... they are young after all... I don't expect them to remember everything about me... heh heh.
Anyway, they have been a driving force for me... and my life would be incomplete without this experience.
2 comments:
You'd surprised how much a child remembers their former teachers.
One day they will be adults. Imagine running into them then. Teachers make the world go round and are probably the biggest contribution to a society next to parents. You've done well.
It's true what Marc says. When I was 8 or so my orange belt karate instructor was super patient and would play around with me even though I was being super annoying and hanging all over him while trying to kick him >.> I don't remember his name but I remember his face and he's always a fond memory...
Maybe your high on life is knowing your purpose on this earth...it's not an easy thing for most people to discover.
Anyways, enjoy the kiddies! ^^
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