Teaching. Last week two of my teaching commitments came to a close. As I was packing up my class supplies I began to reflect upon the year. I get so sentimental, so easily. I realized this year how much I love teaching, not just teaching my kids, but others. I really do love it! Perhaps this is why I'm so passionate about homeschooling. I love learning and presenting material in a way that hopefully appeals to students.
Reaching the end of yet another year has given me cause to reflect on my brief experience in the public school arena. The first kids I taught are now in their 30's!! How can that be! I wonder what became of them? What happened to those little 4th graders? Also, when I look at the precious gifts given to me by dear Ukranian students and their families, I wonder if they made it in their new found country, America. What happened to Yuri, Alexei, Nazar, Ludmila, and so many more? Did they embrace the freedom they were seeking? Did the kids who struggled in 4th grade, make it through and find a love for learning? I often wonder where they are now. Teachers spend a year with kids, pour into them, and then the kids have to move on. Next grade, next teacher, next year.
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| Little Nazar, Travis, Olga, Travis, Antonio...1992 |
