#eduatorlife

Student teaching. Every day is a struggle. Every week is a triumph. I am constantly making leaps and getting checked. I am constantly proud from and humbled by the experience. Today I hated it. Yesterday I loved it. Exhaustion stays with me when I go to bed at night and when I wake up in the morning. The weekends are welcomed but fleeting, mixed with reflection of the past week and preparation for the next. Everyday I ask myself: is this my path? Am I okay with this for the rest of my life? And then I remember that it’ll get immensely harder before it gets easier. Becoming a social justice educator is probably the hardest journey I’ve taken on in my life so far. I am fortunate to have those who came before me to reaffirm that it is supposed to be this hard. I am also reaffirmed by their strength and resilience and that in the profession I chose, it is much more than just about me. Here’s to the journey.