Today was the first day of the semester, working towards my Early Childhood Education major. And I already feel overwhelmed, how can anyone not be? With the world moving so fast, it’s hard to focus on learning about the past, and keeping up with the present, trying to find your place in all this and enough mental focus to stay on the line towards your dreams and becoming who you were meant to become.
What I’m trying to say is, I realize how relevant all of this information is, and I guess I doubt myself. I doubt that I’d be able to absorb enough, because I feel I have to focus more on the actual grading and getting stuff done on time, and trying to find a balance between all these aspects of my life. But all I really want to do, all that would really make me happy… is being the activist I am meant to become. Being the perfect teacher, the one who successfully nurtures and guides every single child into finding their place in the world through education and reflection. But in order to do that, I feel as if I need to do learning myself, and with all these textbooks (at least 3 required per class) and all these readings, all at the same time, simultaneously happening while I’m trying to keep up to date with what’s going on now, but can’t since I don’t know what brought us here.. I know I might be overreacting. I probably just need to take a deep breathe, sleep it off, and start my day fresh and prepared. But it feels good to write it out.
No matter how hard it is, I simply CANNOT wait to become a teacher, a guidance for the future generation. I miss my former students so much.
