I have been contemplating what to write on my blog lately. I am going through a time in the culture shock/stress phase that is hard to put into words. However, just the other day as I sat on the floor starring out the window the words came.
Heart Broken. That kind of heart- ache that consumes your body, leaves you somewhat depressed and the pain is so real it feels physical. I feel like I just had a bad break-up.
I was told Nov/Dec are going to be hard months, but I got through November and then …heart break.
I am not sure why. But I have my guesses. The adventure of moving here and starting life here is over. I am officially here. I am living life in China. With that being said; now I am realizing that life in China isn’t easy all the time, I miss home and life there, and that living life here is going to be more of a sacrifice than I originally thought.
Its not temporary.
This is a hard realization. I think for the past 5 months I have been in survival mode. Knowing if I just pushed through I would make it and like it here. If I was nice to my teammates I could maybe be friends with them. Now, I am seeing that survival mode has been turned off, and normal life has turned on. Teaching is my job, my teammates are not only my friends but family and people I have to rely on.
So as you read this you can know how to lift me up more specifically. I am doing well and still enjoying my students…but adapting to a new culture and life doesn’t come without its hard times too ☺
First Day of School. The same nerves that run through everyone on their first day of school were kicking in as I walked up the stairs to room 203. I have never taught at a college level before, I definitely have not taught Chinese. Would they like me? Would they be able to understand? All these worries and thoughts were flying around my brain, but within an instant the madness stopped! As I let go of Jeremy's hand and stepped foot into my classroom, I was immediately filled with peace and joy! Their smiling faces and eager hearts just makes you melt :) I greeted the 10 or so students who arrived early and then began writing on the chalk board. It may be messy, but writing on a chalk board is totally teacher and made my day. The first class went well, it was a little bumpy but for the most part my lesson was accomplished and the students left smiling. As that class left, the second arrived and I started all over. This time with a passion and a confidence. I loved Teaching! ...
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