I’M DONE! I’m finally
done with preparing, giving, and grading final exams. Last Monday is when I
officially turned in all the paper work for each of my classes. It was a wonderful
feeling to say the least.
The beginning of
January not only signified the ending of my first semester teaching in China
but it also signified the 5 months that I have been living China. I can’t lie I’m
exhausted, physically, emotionally, spiritually I am exhausted. Over 5 months
ago I packed my bags and headed to a China where EVERYTHING was new-a new job,
a new language, a new culture, a new life. As I look back at these last few
months-I wouldn't trade it for absolutely anything. Amidst all the newness has
been so much growth in all areas of my life. I've grown to appreciate the depth
of Chinese culture in a way I never have before, I have grown to LOVE teaching
as a profession, and I have grown in my dependency on The Father in more ways
than I could even try to count. So, so far the past 5 months although they have
been new and challenging in various ways, they really have been full of so many
joys.
Of my sweetest joys has
been my Sophomore English Majors Public Speaking Class. That was my most
difficult class to prepare for since it was twice a week (most classes are only
once a week, which would mean one lesson plan per week) which meant two lesson preps
a week along with my other classes I had to prepare for. But getting to see those
students twice a week was so fun for me. I developed what I would consider to
be very good report with my students and seeing them twice a week only helped
to deepen my relationship with them. They were seriously model students. They were
motivated and eager learners which brought out an eagerness in me to teach
them. I don’t take for granted that I teach at one of the top universities in
China and that as a result my students’ English level is fairly high
considering English is their 2nd language. This allowed discussions
we had in class to go a lot deeper than just surface level which seemed to
create a fun learning environment for them and for me. Overall I could
literally brag about my students all day long, they were absolutely incredible
and I am not only proud of them and the growth they exemplified in the
classroom but I am also honored and feel privileged to have gotten to teach
them.
Unfortunately I won’t
teach them next semester which makes me REALLY REALLY sad cuz I swear I have
grown such a deep love for each one of those students. I literally bawled my
eyes out on the last day of class when I told them I wasn't teaching them next semester, and the feelings seemed to be mutual because my students also seemed
to be equally sad that I wasn't teaching them. Those students forever have my
heart and I will ALWAYS remember them, especially because they were the first
college students I ever taught in China.
I took the opportunity
to give them a small demonstration of the love I have for them by bringing
snacks and drinks for them to enjoy during the movie we watched on the last day
of class (they had already taken their final exam). I bought food, drinks,
plates, and cups with my own money. On this particular day it was snowing
REALLY hard and the campus supermarket is far from the building I teach in. Not
only was it snowing really hard but I had to carry everything I bought which
was really heavy since I bought so many drinks. The crazy thing about it is
that, I really wasn't all that concerned about the money I spent or the time
and effort it took to bring it to my students, I was honestly just so excited
to surprise them with a treat that I really didn't care about the hassle of
bringing it to them.
This reminded me of how
the Father must feel when He blesses us and lavishes us with blessings in our
lives that we simply don’t deserve. He loves His children and He loves to give
us good gifts. James 1:17 reminds us that “Every good gift and every perfect
gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no
variation or shadow due to change.” And ultimately it’s a bigger picture of the
gift of our Savior, “who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross
[…]”. I’m thankful that even though I never did deserve it and never will, that
I have a Father who loves me enough to send His only Son to take my place. And
He doesn't stop there; He then takes me as His daughter and allows me to receive
various other good and perfect gifts that He uses to draw me closer to Him.
Photo Of The Week:
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| The sweet Sophomore English Majors from my Public Speaking Class that stole my heart |
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