I survived. I survived for my first week of teaching and I just can't seem to sum up this entire week in one sentence. However, here are a couple words to describe how I currently feel: overwhelmed, exhausted, nervous, excited, anxious, happy, fulfilled, and curious.
Let me tell ya, teaching is difficult and exhausting. I've always known this profession was hard, but actually being in the shoes of a teacher, I've gained a clearer perspective. As a Special Education teacher, I don't have to make '2 weeks ahead lesson plans' or plan an instructional and a studio lesson (kudos to all the GenEd teachers out there). The mission of my job is to help students with special needs, meet their individual needs to feel successful in the classroom. My students are much, much more than a piece of paper or another number in the education system. This past week, after developing relationships and observing my students, I've recognized there is a lot, a lot of work to be done. It can be overwhelming. But then I think about my students' desire to learn, the injustice they've received in their education, and that these beautiful faces deserve the world and more.
That is enough. That makes it all worth it.