Forty-nine

Forty-nine, that is the number of days until I walk across the stage and receive my BA in Mathematics Education. Did I ever think this day would come? No, not really. I have started so many things in my life and not finished them. I have a scale that will tell you I have never completed a successful diet and a house full of things have never been "spring cleaned." So, it is with anxiety that I embark on the next phase of the my journey.  I will student teach in the Autumn (long story but it is for the best I think). And then hopefully I will get picked up mid-year and have my own classroom. I cannot wait to have my own white board and classroom. I know that sounds crazy but some days that is one of the coolest parts of my career. I think most of my anxiety is the trust that will be put in me to educate and raise up not only good students but good citizens. I know that I am not their parent but in some cases, I along with my fellow educators maybe the only adult the students see for more than an hour a day. Students in school six to seven hours a day not including extra-curricular activities. That is more than a fourth of the students' day begin spent with adults that are more than likely not their parents. That is a huge responsibility. Also, I have to be a good example not only for my students but for my fellow educators. Some may think that I am making myself more important than I am, but think back on your life. Who was the person that had the biggest impact on your life? I am guessing it is probably a parent, lack of a parent, or a teacher for better or worse. I want to be the teacher students remember not only because they learn math in my classroom. I want to them to remember that I cared about them as individuals and inspired them to be the best individual they can be. So, ready or not here I go!