THE Winter Performance
I want to be as honest and apparent as possible so that those that read this don't think that my first half year of teaching was all petals and roses. In the past several months, finding things to teach all grades, K-8, preparing lessons, and leading them in preparation for an end of the season Winter Performance has taken every ounce of my strength and mental capacity to do. I wish I could say that I weathered the storm without faltering in the slightest, but that would not be entirely true. There were days where I would go to work afraid even in the preparations that I had made. There were days that I would rely too heavily on Sarah, instead of God, for moral support throughout all of this. There were days where I would come home exhausted and worried about the next day and feel like I wanted to run away. There were days where I counted down the days til the weekend when I could rest again. There were days where I "unseriously" wanted to quit. But there were many days o...