Not going to lie folks, things have been tough on the emotional front. And normally if things are going wrong there I usually have a tough time putting on a strong face for everyone and pulling it together. My heart is fortunately and unfortunately sewn right there on my sleeve.
However when at Davis, I find myself forgetting all about me and whatever I might be dealing with, and then it is all about the kids. I work with such amazing students and I call them my kids and they are really possessive of me, making sure I know that they are relying on me. It's awesome and empowering and a fascinating feeling. I really feel like I can make an impact and show them the potential in themselves and also the potential in others. These last couple days I have been consistently in two classes, and I love it. Don't get me wrong I loved exploring the school and the different elements in the different classes that make Davis Davis, but in that classroom, I know those kids- their names (a big one for me because I am super bad at learning names), some of the struggles they have, all their other things.
I love my job so much, I am so incredibly glad that I'm here and I don't for a second regret coming to City Year and having these amazing experiences. Though at the day I am exhausted from the long hours and the wear and tear on my feet, I get chills down my spine every time I think about the awesome work I'm doing here.
Daily Hero: Today I worked with a student on a math problem. We struggled through multiplying and adding and long division and at the end we came up with an answer. I prompted the student to raise his/her hand and volunteer the answer we'd gotten-5.5. That individual said "Naw, Miss, I am way too scared". Then the teacher announced to the class "And if we find the approximate answer, it's 5.5." This kid's face lit up like a Christmas tree, I don't know the last time this student had gotten an answer correct and it was amazing to see. The student immediately turned to their friends and wanted me to show them the paper and this kid was freaking out. So my daily hero is to remind us all that sometimes it is the littlest things in life that make a difference and never underestimate the power of a math problem.
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