⇦ FOLLOW? ⇨

I have 2 weeks left to the remainder of my internship. This has not really occurred to me until now and I realise how little time I have left with my girls.

I've also become somewhat possessive with my students; the NIE practicum teachers came this week and one of them was attached to 1D (same class I taught). I felt a small pang of jealousy because he would be teaching them just as I was about to leave or after I leave.

Then it hit me how much I really love my students. How much I strive to be a better teacher than I was the day before to ensure that any student can come to me and tell me when she is not feeling happy about something. How happy I am to see all my students speaking up more and daring to ask questions in class or via post its which I have given them. How fulfilling it is to see students liking music/math more because they enjoyed the lesson.

How much I will miss all of them.

I am hoping I will not cry on the last day of my internship because I don't really want to write a Teachers Don't Cry Part 3 on this blog.

I don't know if this is a clear sign that I should really become a teacher. I have seen and experienced alot (maybe a bit too much because I'm a bit scared of what is to come should I be posted to a neighbourhood school), but I can see that it's very tiring and I see teachers slogging through lessons and work everyday.

Patrick told me that without the admin work, teaching could be a really fulfilling job.

hmm.

On a lighter note, the new NIE practicum teachers are hilarious. I bought a 1kg tub of yoghurt for NAS on behalf of our group in the staffroom for her birthday (she's crazy about yoghurt) and I left a post it note saying "THIS YOGHURT IS MIXED WITH AMANDA'S SALIVA. EAT AT YOUR OWN RISK. (or not). Thanks :)" as a joke to troll the teachers who apparently steal other teachers' food mostly by accident. Marcus joined in the fun and left a note saying he farted in his box of chocolates. Jolie also left a note saying "DONT TOUCH MY SHIT" omgoodness I couldn't stop laughing with them that day and the teachers probably think we're so weird.