Remember about 3 weeks ago when I said one week was done? Well I cannot believe this but I am more than half way through my first teaching experience. We only have about 15 days left of class since the last week is field day & 8th grade graduation! I am learning more and more everyday that I need to remember this is MY FIRST 5 weeks as a teacher... even though it is the students end of the year. There is such a fine balance between respect & behavior with loving the students & having fun.
It is interesting! But what I am most learning right now from God is how to LOVE on the students.. be there to talk to.. be someone who understands and imputs positive messages instead of the many negative ones they probably hear .. this song came to mind this week:
Little girl fourteen flipping through a magazine
Says she wants to look that way
But her hair isn't straight, her body isn't fake
And she's always felt overweight
Well, little girl fourteen I wish that you could see
That beauty is within your heart
And you were made with such care, your skin, your body and your hair
Are perfect just the way they are
There could never be a more beautiful you
Don't buy the lies, disguises and hoops, they make you jump through
You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do
So there could never be a more beautiful you
Little girl twenty one the things that you've already done
Anything to get ahead
And you say you've got a man but He's got another plan
Only wants what you will do instead
Well, little girl twenty one you never thought that this would come
You starve yourself to play the part
But I can promise you there's a man whose love is true
And He'll treat you like the jewel you are
There could never be a more beautiful you
Don't buy the lies, disguises and hoops, they make you jump through
You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do
So there could never be a more beautiful you, more beautiful you
So turn around you're not too far
To back away be who you are
To change your path go another way
It's not too late, you can be saved
If you feel depressed with past regrets
The shameful nights hope to forget
Can disappear, they can all be washed away
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