I have kinda been MIA recently.
It has been a rough couple of weeks. As I mentioned back in May, my position at my school has been eliminated so I am back on the hunt for yet another job. My heart is broken as I have created such a bond with the upcoming Senior class and I am so bummed that I won't have the opportunity to be a part of their lives in their last year of high school.
If you talk to teachers you will know that they all have their "special" class.
For me that is the class of 2015.
They welcomed me to my school with open arms and taught me so much about being a teacher, mentor, growing in my faith, and community. I seriously consider all 77 of them to be my children and know that they are all going to accomplish so much in their Senior year and beyond. The relationships that I made at my school these past two years are ones that will be cherished for a long time. This group of students have been so supportive and kind and have exceeded my expectations in every way possible.
In your life you probably have those teachers that you reflect back on and can say that they made a real difference in your life. The same goes for teachers. There are students that we come across throughout the years that make an impact on our lives. I am so proud and lucky to say that the 77 students in the class of 2015 at my school have all made an incredibly meaningful impact on my life.
Teachers complain a lot. I am not exception. We are people too. With real lives, real struggles, and real joys. Teaching isn't easy and there is a lot of work involved in it, but sometimes you get a group of students who make it fun and not seem like work. Every year there are so many mixed emotions about the end of the school year. One side is relief that we get our break (which is used to prepare for the next year) but the other side is the closing of chapter. The kids move on, some graduate, many wont be back in your classroom, and some you are lucky enough to see again.
My heart is so heavy with this next year but at the same time is so unbelievably full because of "my class".
So that is where I have been in a nutshell. Ending the year and saying all of my "goodbyes" to my favorite students, along with packing up my classroom and knowing I won't be returning.