There's always light at the end of the tunnel
Today, I would like to share with you my wonderful journey into becoming a teacher working with children of various abilities.
Freshly graduated from college, I went straight into the workforce and was thrown in the deep end. I was given a classroom full of 3-4 years old. It was hectic but extremely enjoyable as I was able to nurture and grow with them at the same time. There was lots of trial and error but it was never mundane.
There was a particular boy in my class that year who changed my life completely and made me who I am today. First week of school, struggling as a newbie teacher, he was a handful as he tore the whole classroom apart. He smacked, screamed and cried at anyone who approached him or tried to control him. Not even my principal was spared. This went on for a month until my principal finally decided that either he see a specialist and got help with his behaviour or he was out of the school.
We got a specialist involved and I worked closely with her. She gave me tips on how to manage his behaviour. I wasn’t ready to give up on him so I tried everything to find a method that worked for him. By the end of the year the very same boy who terrorised the whole school was loved by his classmates and everyone in school. The children in my class had become more understanding and would help keep a lookout for their friend if he was in need. They were like my little heroes and heroines.
Reminiscing moments like these fills my heart with warmth and love. I’m grateful that I got a opportunity to work with him. Just remember, there’s always light at the end of every tunnel. Don’t give up and never say never. Keep going, keep trying. Trust me something good will happen sooner than you know.