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| My school (there is a gym on the right, not pictured) |
My first week of teaching has come and gone. It was an odd week, that's for sure. My schedule keeps changing! I would come into school expecting to teach 2 classes, and instead teach 1. Or I'd expect to teach at one time and be told not long before that the time was changed. Hopefully next week my schedule will be fixed.
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| The English classroom |
The school facilities are very nice, especially considering how rural the town is. My classroom is well-equipped. I don't even know how to use most of the things in the room, like the blue room and the touchscreen.
Less than 50 students go to this school, and I teach all of them. The kids are great but definitely exhausting. Sooo much energy!
I feel incredibly inadequate for this. I keep thinking, "I can't, I can't." In my own ability I am too weak. I cannot deny how ill-suited I seem to be for this job. I do not have confidence in myself, EXCEPT for this one thing: I know my God does not make mistakes. I trust in His perfect wisdom. He opened the doors for me to come here, and He has confirmed many times that this is where I am meant to be. I do not want to go home, I do not want to quit. I just feel like I am being dragged through it right now, when I want to stand on my own feet. I know I will get through it somehow. I don't know how, and it might hurt for a while longer. I can't see what is being done, but I know my God is working.
