Today being Tuesday means that I have now completed Day 2 of my ten week teaching internship at Taree Christian Community School.
Monday morning, bright and early I was out of bed. The alarm buzzed at around 6:45am to which I let out a mighty groan. I had spent all of sunday feeling relatively calm and even mentioned at one point how I was surprised that I really wasn't nervous. However in true Jessica style it was once I was given an opportunity to really think that I began to worry.
As I lay in bed at 10pm [attempting a good nights sleep, which actually begins before the wee hours of morning] I could not for the life of me sleep. I was nervous...really nervous. True to form Timmy rang and we chatted for a good 45minutes, before he put the foot down and told me to get some sleep. I recited some bible verses which have an history of calming me and I think at around 1pm I finally drifted off.
Monday morning was probably the worst of it. Once you get me talking, I'm pretty chatty, but naturally I'm fairly soft spoken. So as I sat there in the car, in the carpark I felt freakishly close to tears, before I snapped myself out of it and told myself to take a breath "Your gonna be fine!"
In I wandered
And how should the day begin? Well of course God is merciful and of course he had already knew I was going to be nervous, and so of course he wants to calm me...in the best of ways and begins the day with Praise and Worship..."How Great is our God, Sing with me How Great is our God..."
I was feeling better already.
Met my prac teacher, and had a good chance to chat with her today. Can I say that she is absolutely lovely, what I admire most is her humble honesty. I think that I can say with confidence, that she is the fisrt prac teacher who I do not feel, even slightly patronised by. She's also a fantastic teacher.
The students are your typical, and in the staffroom I heard mentions of them being 'difficult' however difficult is not the word I'd use. After the class I shared a room with last Practicum, these kids are by no means hardcore, if anything perhaps a little immature for their age. [but then, who am I to judge :p]
_..- And so tomorrow I teach my first lesson. Honestly I am nervous, but the more I teach, the more I get used to it, and pretty soon I'm right at home.
Wednesday: Handwriting
Thursday: Handwriting, HSIE and Computers
Friday: Art.
It's a scary business heading somewhere that you know no one, and a part of me desperately wants to avoid it. But another part says that I will never reach my dreams if I'm unwilling to change, if I'm unwilling to rock my world and struggle for a while. Nothing worth anything is always going to be easy - and it shouldn't be, because if it is then it requires nothing of me.
But when it gets tough, when I have to dig deep, thats when people see what I'm really made of - and sometimes - yes sometimes I even make myself proud.
I was made for this, and I'm gonna give it all I've got.
Lets share prayers some time.
xoxo
1 comment:
Hey remember me! Seems like ages since we had a chat. I hope you have a fantastic time on prac, although I have not been on something of that magnitude, I have been put in the work placement situation a few times so I understand how hard it is to literally jump into a new situation like that but you'll be fantastic, I have no doubt.
It's amazing how time passes it feels like yesterday, watching Belle slide down the teared learning space steps on the back of a table...among other things, screaming with laughter, on our last day of year 12...anyway I just wanted to wish you the best of luck and just know you can call on me anytime for anything.
Jobbo.
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