Today was one of those days when I think I'm in the wrong place. I don't think that what I have to offer is matching where I am, and I really am struggling with the fact that I gave up a classroom that I spent years putting together and I was good at what I did. I see Yukiko struggling with being put into a grade level she didn't want, and I have a feeling that could be what will happen to me too. I thought this would be such an exciting year, and it is becoming a string of pressure and feeling that I don't belong. My stomach hurts with stress, and I really wonder what I was thinking.
I'm going to try to focus on being grateful that I have a job next year, and I will try to apply what I have learned to helping students. I need an iguana hug.
