I just finished my first week (okay 2 days) of teaching. And let me say, I totally forgot how exhausting teaching is. I teach 3–85 minute classes a day with one 85 minute “plan” period. I also forgot how much work it is to be on your feet most of the day as opposed to vegging out at my desk for 8 hours.
I have been up at 5am and ready for bed by 8 (although, we have had plans each night this week–keeping me up until 10 or so).
It amazes me how tired I am.
My first two days were pretty good. The students are awesome. They are teen-aged boys, but I am amazed at how much we get done in 85 minutes. They do what they are asked to do–with minimal complaining (I admit that I am teaching honors students so that might contribute).
After my first day (which I was so nervous and anxious for), I sat at my desk and this feeling of success and satisfaction washed over me. Then reality sunk in and I realized that I had to do the same thing again tomorrow and for 176 or so more days. This year is going to be tough. But I couldn’t be happier.