Every teacher has moments when we question whether we’re prick out for the job. Don’t despair it’s what you conclude with the bad days that really counts My first year of teaching is a bit of a blur. I remember the long days,my principal telling me to “go home, it’s dinner time”. I remember thinking that whether only I worked harder this would be easier. The answers would near and I would not feel like such a fraud. When I reached for past experience, or there was so little to seize that I worked every single day to fill the seemingly empty reservoir of knowledge,all to afford my students the chance of a great year. Related: Two simple mindful meditation exercises for teachers Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com