I am not even a week into school and I feel like a bus hit me. Not only did the bus hit me, it backed up and drove over me again! I came home from work and in the middle of doing a devotion with John I literally fell asleep....how embarrassing. I'm sorry God.
This year I am taking on a new class, I'm co-teaching an EC class. The range of kids in the room is anywhere from 9th grade reading levels to 2nd grade reading levels. Some students can't even write their name on their paper and others are already showing signs of being ready to pass 6th grade.
I've hit bottom a few times already since school has started. I am conflicting internally with how to teach both groups of students....determining what is the most important thing that they need to get and most importantly...how will I do it?
God is growing me this year and it's really uncomfortable. I want my old kids back....I want my sweet little room that's quiet and thriving. I had my season of bliss and now I'm entering a season of challenge. I was getting a little too comfortable in the teaching zone and now that's disappeared.
Only God will get me through this year, so far chocolate is not doing the trick!
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