...around this time I was volunteering at the school. Working in the first and second grade room. Never, ever thinking I would have my own classroom and class three years later. Never, knowing God was preparing me for teaching.
The next year I did more training for being a teacher. And what a blessing and surprise the Sunday morning I found out my dream was about to come true.
Isn't amazing how three little years can change so much?
I am so thankful I am now in my second year teaching loving it as much as the day I first started.
The first day I looked down at my little students my body radiating with excitement. "Is this really happening am I really teaching?" I asked myself. Falling in love with each one of them the moment I laid eyes on them.
I had such fun decorating my classroom with my mom helping me each step of the way.
Teaching is so fun. I just love each one of my students and I am already itching to start a new year of school. A new year of rearranging desks and writing new name tags and changing bulletin boards.
I think one of my favorite posts I wrote about school is the one I wrote this past October. It shows how fun a day in k4 really is.
Okay, a new inter active post. (This time lets hope I don't delete your answers.) What do you do? Are you a stay at home mom? A Teacher? A keeper at home? A bank teller? A Dog trainer? Inform me, enlighten me...