I am no longer a student. I am not a friend but I am here to help. I am in charge of my classroom. I am the boss. I am a grammarian. I am here to learn. Although I don't like it, I am a disciplinarian. I am not a big sister; I am a professional. I am a listening ear. I am a friendly smile. I am your new English teacher. Say hello to Miss Botma, the future Mrs. Chew.
These are just a few lessons I've had to learn this semester. I 've been challenged. I've cried. I've felt defeated. I've felt successful. I've felt joyful. I've felt excited. Now I feel accomplished, satisfied, and proud.
Part of me doesn't want this semester to end. There's so much more I want to do here with my students, at Calvin College and in the city of Grand Rapids. Alas, every good thing must come to an end right? I'm getting ready to close this book. I'm in the second to last chapter of my college years. Even as I write this, I am getting nostaligic. I feel a lump in my throat. I wasn't aware that I was going to miss this. Nevertheless, I have so many things to look forward to. I am graduating in about 3 weeks. I am getting married in 65 days. Marriage is going to bring about a whole new series of journeys and reflections. As a military wife, I will have lots to reflect on.
It shall be an exciting next few months. If I remember, I will try to reflect more frequently.