some days i feel like i just have to drag myself to work.. wake up in the morning and go through the routine.. get to school and execute the lessons as planned for the students. Once a while when i have a bad daay.. like today and i meet challenging students, all i can do is hang my head low.. and shake my head. i have no energy to stand up against the rude remarks. Such days are hard to get by. when some other students smile at me.. and greet me along the corridor or ask me if they’re gonna play soccer for pe.. i feel a little better. i feel like i’m drifting in the open sea holding on to a piece of floating log. sometimes when the waves are strong i get hit again and again.. the relentless pounding is unforgiving, resolved to make me lose grip of the pathetic log. sometimes, the sea is calm, the breeze is cool and there is some light rain to rejuvenate me, washing away the salty water off my face and lips. these rare moments give me hope of better things to come.
i sit back and i ponder. the students here are challenging.. this means that there is better opportunity to change lives here. But i’m afraid that i will be worn out in this kind of ennvironment. While i aspire to be a teacher who changes lives, build character and earns the respect of students, i’m not sure if i will be what i aspire to be. I’m struggling with my PE classes.. while I am cconfident with my Geography classes, my bubble is burst when i think about teaching geography at JC. Am i up to it? I really don’t know. i’m afraid to think of what’s to come. I feel exhausted.. and this is only practicum. half the normal workload of teachers. Will i be able to thrive in this stressful environment? Will i be able to ssurvive? I hope that i will but i fear the worst.