Phew!

Time sure flies, but whether I'd say it was fun is a different matter completely.

Teaching doesn't give you that feeling of instant gratification, I think. You have to wait for it. To wait and see how your methods and approaches mature and manifests itself.

Certainly I am no expert. Gosh, not even close, but I have my own little theories and plans of action. At university one had a lot of time to reflect on the various teaching approaches and views - and I formed my own ideas.

In my class I am a big believer in boosting a child's confidence.
Small things, like a pat on the shoulder or running your hand over their head, ruffling their hair - just to let them know that you care.

I sometimes wonder if I made the right choice. The constant yelling...
"Sit down!"
"Stop fidgeting!"
"NO..............YES...............NOOOOOOOOOO!"
It all gets a bit much.

But then there are those little moments when you can't help but smile.
Smile at the 12-year-old boy who is absolutely terrified of a piece of wet paper (strange!) and when a learner accidentally calls you "mommy".
Those are the moments that melt the bits of accumulating ice from around your teacher's heart.

Well, that is what I think at least....