It is end of the school year craziness for me right now! I’m completely exhausted and tackling a to-do list that seems a mile long.
I’m often asked why I would choose to teach in a public school or why I would want to teach at all. I came across this memory from the last day of school last year, and I decided to share it with you all. It will hopefully answer those questions and help you get to know my heart for what I consider another ministry for the Lord. So here we have some reflections from a teacher…
Notes like this make my teacher heart happy on this bittersweet day!
I’m not sure many people understand the ‘job’ of a teacher…
All my students become my kids! For nine months I get to teach them, to love them, to pray for them, to stretch them and watch them grow. I try to teach them to have good manners, to show good character and to demonstrate integrity. I want them to see God’s love through me. I’m concerned for them and their future. Did I do enough? Will they be ready for third grade?
It’s not always easy. Just like a parent, there are times when I’m disappointed and discouraged. Times when discipline and consequences are necessary. But they are still my kids…right up to the end.
Then I have to say goodbye and let them go, hoping I’ve made a lasting impact on their lives. And hoping they will say hello when they see me again–even if they have a new favorite teacher.