On Thursday, we had a field trip to the library. We walked to the library. All the three first grade classess were going. So, here is the math:
33 (my class) + 34 (another class) + 32 (another class) =99
Yes, 101 children that are 6 to 7 years old crossing streets to get to the library. I was just a little stressed. My kids were teasing me to run to the street, others were just dancing while we were walkling. Holy Moly, I was so thankful that all my 33 kids made it to the library, and back to the classroom! God is good!
My relationship with the kids is so much fun! I enjoy being with them, and we laugh often. I am finally feeling more comfortable with teaching my lessons, and they are learning! Now, it has take me a while to be in this place. Nevertheless, I am in the beginning stage of creating better instructional activities for my children.
One of the many things I have learned is that it is a HUGE challenge trying to create activities that everyone is capable of doing, reading, writing when every single student are at different levels. One of my students reads chapter books, and writes three pages (and correlated paragraphs too!), and I have other students who can barely read or write.
Also, I have realized that my classroom is too small for all my first graders to be in. I have tripped over them more than five times this past week. They are always talking, and honestly, they are so near each other that even if I move a student to a different group, they still will talk. So, I have decided that I will try classroom management, it will not be perfect and there will always be something going on. It gets tiring at the end of the day, but that's the life of a teacher.
Most importantly, what I learned this week is that when God asks us to not be anxious, it does not necessarily mean that suddenly my children will listen, or that suddenly my students will have family support at home, or that all the things I need to do before graduation will dissappear. Somehow, I just thought that by declaring that I would not be anxious and cast my burdens to Him would make things easier. But, NO. I was wrong. Thank you Holy Spirit for teaching me. What that means is trusting completely, whole-heartedly that God has got this. It is trusting that He will use me in my brokenness and while He uses me He teaches me and gives me His Spirit (peace, wisdom, joy). It means that I need to walk blindly but not blindly towards Him even when things seem crazy.
So, to God be the glory for anything good that happened in my classroom for my second week of full-time teaching. Here we go third and last week of full-time teaching!
33 (my class) + 34 (another class) + 32 (another class) =99
Yes, 101 children that are 6 to 7 years old crossing streets to get to the library. I was just a little stressed. My kids were teasing me to run to the street, others were just dancing while we were walkling. Holy Moly, I was so thankful that all my 33 kids made it to the library, and back to the classroom! God is good!
My relationship with the kids is so much fun! I enjoy being with them, and we laugh often. I am finally feeling more comfortable with teaching my lessons, and they are learning! Now, it has take me a while to be in this place. Nevertheless, I am in the beginning stage of creating better instructional activities for my children.
One of the many things I have learned is that it is a HUGE challenge trying to create activities that everyone is capable of doing, reading, writing when every single student are at different levels. One of my students reads chapter books, and writes three pages (and correlated paragraphs too!), and I have other students who can barely read or write.
Also, I have realized that my classroom is too small for all my first graders to be in. I have tripped over them more than five times this past week. They are always talking, and honestly, they are so near each other that even if I move a student to a different group, they still will talk. So, I have decided that I will try classroom management, it will not be perfect and there will always be something going on. It gets tiring at the end of the day, but that's the life of a teacher.
Most importantly, what I learned this week is that when God asks us to not be anxious, it does not necessarily mean that suddenly my children will listen, or that suddenly my students will have family support at home, or that all the things I need to do before graduation will dissappear. Somehow, I just thought that by declaring that I would not be anxious and cast my burdens to Him would make things easier. But, NO. I was wrong. Thank you Holy Spirit for teaching me. What that means is trusting completely, whole-heartedly that God has got this. It is trusting that He will use me in my brokenness and while He uses me He teaches me and gives me His Spirit (peace, wisdom, joy). It means that I need to walk blindly but not blindly towards Him even when things seem crazy.
So, to God be the glory for anything good that happened in my classroom for my second week of full-time teaching. Here we go third and last week of full-time teaching!
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