I was hired two days before school started. Had no formal classroom training and had no stepped into a classroom in over 10 years. I had 0 idea what I was in for and so naive. Which at the time was probably a good thing. My kids all hated me at first, were incredibly rude and made sure to let me know exactly what the did no like about me. They were from a completely different culture and background than me. How as I supposed to relate to them!?

Slowly but surely they gained my trust. We started being able to joke, I eventually learned classroom management, I taught them how to sew (only a few of them stabbed each other with needles) and we cooked tons of food! The first few months were awful and I wanted to quit everyday. I cried all the time. But I am so glad I didn’t!

As rewarding as it was, it didn’t come without it’s difficulties. I also broke up fights, would have screaming and crying fits weekly, was cussed at so many times, insulted, talked back to and sooo on. Those things never stopped but I changed. I improved and I grew and so did all the kiddoes. Teachers are some of the hardest workers I know!