How time flies so fast…
The sea of innocent faces drowned my time for almost two months now that I shoved again writing for quite a while. It’s rewarding and frustrating at the same time.
Teaching has never failed to overwhelm me. I still can’t believe that countless lives are entrusted under my care and I can either break or make them. Their minds are so fragile and one false move may destroy what’s in store for their future.
Here I am late at night thinking my whole day in school. The funny moments when kids find humor in everything we do, the frustrating times when lessons are too tough and the time is not just conducive for learning, and the light on their faces which evidently shows dawn of learning, they made my heart ache to give more and share a bit of me to inspire sparks of acumen.
Some days are just so lonely. When my goals didn’t happen as planned or a bad news started my day, but young hearts and minds are dependent on me- waiting for love and care.
Touching lives is not a joke. It’s a 24- hour commitment of making a difference in the lives of innocent children. I have no map to direct me in the right path to hit their hearts and make a mark; I have only my heart to stir me in the exact route.
When things in school become tough, I try to think of expectant faces waiting to learn, hopeful hearts waiting to be touched, and eager minds yearning to be filled not just mere knowledge but wisdom of knowing what is right and wrong.
I am a teacher and I’m proud to be one albeit of endless struggles to touch young lives.