Being a teacher at the Denver Waldorf School is one of the most incredible and rewarding jobs I could have ever imagined.

I guess the best things in life are often stressful, nerve racking and can make you question your sanity at times. However, I cannot imagine a better job for myself.

Here are some of my reflections, after week one—specifically in regard to times of day:

10 times a day, I thank the universe for helping me realize my passion to teach.

9pm bedtime. (It’s the new midnight.)

8 times I question my career choice—teaching is so hard!  (Then, back to #10.)

7 bites of lunch—if I’m lucky.

6 (on average) concerned parent emails. “It’s not about the number of students in your class, it’s about the number of parents you can handle,” they said. (They sure were right.)

5 sleepless nights. (Every week night.)

4 times I’m called “Mom.” It’s precious when this happens.

3 is my new favorite number. Dismissal time, obviously.

2 times I get a chance to use the bathroom. (And then it’s a sprint!)

1 (at least) love note or picture from a student—they adorn every spare inch of my fridge.

Best wishes to all the school teachers, starting their new year!

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Relephant:

I’m “Just” a Teacher. 

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Author: Brittney Gaillot 

Editor: Yoli Ramazzina

Photo: Flickr/lostintheredwoods; Author’s own.