One week in.
The difference between going into my first week of teaching second semester versus first semester is unbelievable. I actually know what a teacher is supposed to do. I know what's expected of me. I know what my kids are like.
I still have things that I'm facing this semester that sometimes make me want to go hide my head in the sand. But this I know. The God who was faithful to me last semester is going to be faithful to me this semester. His compassions never fail.
Working hard. Glad to be Miss M.