Well, the first semester has ended. Kind of. When we get back from our "Winter" Break, we have a week of review and then final exam week. Officially second semester starts after MLK Day. What an accomplishment, I think? The past 5ish months have been filled with excitement, frustration, rewards, education, personal enjoyment and learning life long skills.
And there have been bumpy roads. At one point in October, I broke into tears when I received a box of Cheez Its from a dear friend. We're talking Cheez Its people. Not Gold. But through it all, I've learned that not every day will be easy. Some days my students will learn something I've taught them and some days they won't hear a word I say.
I sometimes forget that I was once a high school student and tried to get away with anything I could. My students also forget that I was a student once and don't think I have heard every excuse in the book. But I keep going. I keep trying to find new ways to make them learn. I keep trying to figure out what is the most important thing to teach them. Is it really important that they know who wrote "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God," when they still have difficulty crafting a proper sentence with a subject and predicate.
Of course there are some days where I didn't want to teach. But then there were other days that I couldn't wait to get into the classroom and teach them whatever I could. Those are the days that I will remember as I prepare for second semester and the conclusion of this exhilarating experience.
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