The past three days may have been the hardest I have had since starting to teach. First, I am THANKFUL that this is the first time I really feel truly overwhelmed to the extent that it brought tears to my eyes (or in other words, I cried for the first time). The drama of it all is a long story which can be summed up by: sweet, but needy, students took a mass exodus to my class Tuesday. I met 15 Monday on the first day. Tuesday, in a matter of minutes (right before their class on day 2), I went from 20 to 31. These students need the most attention of all in our school.
However...I am THANKFUL for:
-God can see the future thinking on this one. He knows what He is doing even when I do not.
-He knows each issue they have even while I am trying to learn names and find a place for them to sit or extra copies for them to use. He made them and loves them.
-NONE of them were rude to me about the "last-minuteness" of what took place.
-I have VERY supportive teachers around me who all want to help and encourage me. This means so much to me!
-My other classes that have helped me set my room up in a different arrangement for that class.
-Old students who come by to see me and put a smile on my face!
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