I feel very happy this Saturday morning. We woke up to semi-fall-like temperatures. We went on a morning walk with the dogs, and even now from the window I can see a clear blue sky, free (for the moment) of the humidity haze. I'm dreaming of falling leaves and pumpkin candles and jeans. I'm listening to a song that makes me nod my head back and forth. I'm stuck inside doing homework - but it's ok.
I'm happy today.
I had a really good week. I mentioned that I started my student teaching, which marks my first real experience in a classroom. I went into teaching somewhat blindly, with no real prior knowledge. I was so scared. I had so many fears. What if I got in a classroom and didn't like it?? Not just the teacher or the room, but being a teacher. We've put so much (time, energy, money, sacrifice) into this, into allowing me to change my life completely. What if, after all of that.... I didn't like it? What then?
But today I am happy.
I loved it. I love it. And it's not just the room or the school or the teacher or the specific kids. I love the feeling. I can really see myself as a teacher. I know there will be good days and bad, and I know I have so very much more to learn and experience. But I know deep down that this is what I was meant to do.